36cypher - bc 2020 lyrics
what’s all this dumb ass sh+t about
likkle youths chasing after clout
what moves faster your feet or mouth (run)
what’s the logic in popping missing targets
innocents chalked next your ratting on the sockets to the custies
tuff talks your not g’s trust me
snitching on your peeps you’ll die mucky
hungry pumpies clipped and flipped the last guy
won’t be the last why
people die when emotions run to high
be proud of the b+tch you are
my generation produced more scar faces then the moon and stars
sorry baby you can’t play me like guitars
yall play your self like b+tches that’s behind bars
these pc (politically correct)
pc’s (p+ssy clots)
the little p’s see
yah big it up and swallow weak ass geek seeds
one day they might know better
after 3 kids some learn while others learn never
blinded by the cheddar over strips cause thier snakes
reality has no escape
the waste cases face
karma’s retribution
human pollution gets put in the trash cause, thiers no other solution
or substitution
death is what yall get for how your moving
your whole styles chump
we see threw your illusions
and thats your own fault
knowledge up or be a dam dult hult
or face the results
we got to learn to eat
beat it yall try to steal it
i cook treats for the streets and speak it frequent
overstand the path you choose before you lose
wake up to the facts, thiers no time to snooze
get it while the gettings good
my vibes from the hood
we would do much better if we could
never stop till your your top wolf howling
the floods coming, learn to swim or start drowning
life’s ruthless
i keep it raw when i spit no silly juices
only the pure straight gully goodness
(striaght… we ain’t f+cking around no more seen)
and thats the f+ckery the p’s see
what the b.c (blood clot)
yall just amateurs your aperture c.g
f+ck your guns and clips your message is p.g
nano+tech nani’s you can copy but can’t be me
(i said you can’t be me… get the f+ck out here)
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