Lyrics
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I'm into stackin' papers
I'm smackin' fakers if they rappin' haters
I'm jackin' bankers, takin' dope plus I'm crackin' acres
My thoughts are intricate, magnificent, significant
Infinite, spittin' it on behalf of those that innocent
My tongue's an instrument, makin' my larynx a clarinet
Never to fumble or stumble, stayin' away from arrogance
The mic's my sacrament, I bring her life while you surrogate
Lyrics are holy, I write this poetry in Arabic
So let's go head up, dead up, step up and you get wet up
Up in the setup, you bleed for real, forget the ketchup
And you can tell I'm proper, rappin' platinum while you sellin' copper
You cross my path, I'll have you hangin' from a helicopter
Step in my world but I ain't down with hittin' blondies
Livin' with zombies got me starvin' hungry like if I was Gandhi
You try to set it, you'll all regret it, I'm fly poetic
You die pathetic 'cause you're sweeter than a diabetic
Lyric historian, crowned valedictorian
Rapper memoriam, been doin' it since the auditorium
Visionary missionary, you get the picture scary
Switchin' like Barry, have your name in the obituary
We got no feelings for ya
We breakin' hearts, choppin' breaks apart
Technically we grab you with the state of art
Let it start, pause your camcorder
Our fury slam harder, witness lyrical manslaughter
Ayo, I stay hustlin', bustin' somethin' disgusting
Only got a few friends and I don't even trust 'em
Those cats want C-Power, I'm gon' crush 'em
Affiliated, got all the work flowin' through customs
Frankly, better make your mark and enforce it
Look at me, the end of my sleeves remain frosted
I lost it, took the ball and ran when they tossed it
Buyin' shit, not even care how much it costed
Call it steel indictments undercover and judges druggin' is rugged
Jail time, malls and expensive whores
Fast cars, killers and mad weight for high stakes
Snitches behind gates will become shark bait
Train pits, you on my hit list
Public enemy, different identity
A chameleon to all civilians
Warfare, political government affairs
A madman who declares a share
A piece of the action, a percent
Yo, you gotta pay rent or catch ten and facial cat imprints
And even our señoritas be carryin' heaters
Now how you gon' beat us or delete us, you bunch of halfway achievers?
Buyin' out apartment leases, the dough increases
Out of this world contacts just like Reese's Pieces
See, we eat pieces, strapped on the waistline
But too many talkers in the world of crime so now I keep mine
In the sh— never mind, forget that
Don't even sweat that, let me get up
On this track and let the world relax
Uh yeah, Raw Cotton, nigga
A-L, B-L, doin' it
Doin' that, baby
A-L, B-L, Raw Cotton
Doin' it, doin' it
A-L, B-L, Raw Cotton
Doin' it, Corporation, baby
Corporation
Medication, inhalation
Makes it all better
Thirties and Leathers
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