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maurice morrison - all in lyrics

from the land of snap backs and tattoos fitted ball caps buckeyes and wahoos- cleveland be the city- ohio be the state – our lake is erie – we call it the by you- f-ck having friends – this here ain’t pre school-get ya body bagged – smelling worse then gym shoes – think you ready for gun shots and jack moves -100 miles and running -my raygun a leave you cashed out m.c brains – no lovers to lash out – i’m the king chip they call me nabisco- light up my city – 70s a disco- krazie never layzie – stay bizzy in the flesh- i grind all night – this kid keep a cudi on – a bullet from above call it mr. hightower.. my shot real nice – like 23 im high powered – mr. gergio- deliver by the hour —

call me mista – a cryptic sea of nova 3 degree – flowing cosmic energy – hypertension when i grip the mic – from an atoms to electrolyte’s – from celsius to fahrenheit – either way i rise above – blue angels in the sky like doves – home of the hulk – it gets colder than chicago – ice thicker than booty cheeks – cleveland streets – summer time – slab cutting on my steak out – yo girl i’m tryna make out – china jade the take out.- driven through the cut the peoples tryna make my plates out –

a splash of 212 – a get the smell out – orange and white sticky – mary rolling with me — smoking — my gas no pump – i ain’t picky -( lighter sounds) on my fat fish blue – swim alone in the streets – these cats in this jungle know they want beef – big bite piranha size – over the edge- you madd – upset -swan dive – arms in the air -ball up your fist – high five-

sick from the gas-shortness of breath cyanide
land of the free home of the brave- my tribe _ come i to my city– when it’s cool winter fresh – get it shaken like the sand in a box – etcher sketch — gotta watch ya back like rear view mirrors– sw-ng on them hatetaz for they leave you stretched out armstrong fools when they poke they chest out-stay in ya own lane that’s the best route
see the game don’t change only the playa will you make it through the- now- and have plans for later – take your time- like you did the crime and stack ya paper-stay silent with ya craft- like a mime eating mac n cheese –

money on my mind like i stole the kings crown imma keep it a hundred – like the red emoji – everybody real but i say phony you gone have to show me

- maurice morrison lyrics

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