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nbhd nick, tilden parc, iso indies, xavy rusan & pandaraps - epidemic cypher lyrics

[intro:?]
yurr, welcome to new york

[verse 1: dillmatic – iso indies]
everything that we do exclusive
make sure that it’s all inclusive
i was taught make no excuses
as a man you can’t be useless
man up cause these people ruthless
holes sown, these thoughts clueless
lobster mac, i’m up at ruth chris
from my tone you keep the smoothness
in this world you get the loot
then your dreams is gonna be lucid
fool me one time shame on you
second time you gon’ be foolish
all that bs for the burrs
they come to me, i’m chucking deuces
i stay loyal to the soil
you’ll never out here breaking truces
on this road is bumps and bruises
either you move smart or stupid
nikes on my feet, yeah and i got a couple swooshes
we ain’t have a choice really
it was either sports and music
came up in that 90’s gritty
that’s why they’re so therapeutic
and you know the flow like fluid
leave a water boy ruined
always under the influence
catch me fresh up in the newest
but i’m always around the fewest
brothers that i call my unit
g with my g’s ’cause you
know them hundreds be the bluest
[verse 2: conchezyout – iso indies]
uh, this on some coward sh+t
always talking politics
staying tight cells
we’ve been proud of our accomplishments
seen a lot of sh+t but that don’t mean i had to follow it
we in a different color but these n+ggas just some scavengers
feeling like king awful when he grabbed the sword excalibur
always playing ahead, we been looking at the calendar
designated driver but i’m sitting in the passenger
stacking up our brand, we just watched the numbers adding up
i ain’t going front, we gon’ need a f+ckin’ ladder, bruh
all that sh+t don’t matter, you could tell them n+ggas better up
i need my pockets fat enough
hit her with that stamina
her ass keep getting fatter, bruh
pull up in the maxima
turned up to the maximum
we in here laying tracks again
this hit was designed and it wasn’t by no accident
like dill said on tenfold, had to switch up the tempo
and we never forcing vibes, ’cause we keeping it simple

[verse 3: pandaraps]
this be sp+ce time continuum breaking speech
clocks tick+tockin’, quit watching
i’m making heat, get burned
turned, flip like a snitch
when i spit words
quick, i spit the vicious
then i dip swerve
driving to the lane left
invested with lanes and i cess burning
f+ck who you saying the best
i’m playing chess learned
y’all was playing checkers, papa’s sons and my facade
i was off the f+cking rock and nothing changed ’cause i’m still on
one, two – a million
i’m crazy, beyond dumb
most convoluted mind in the world
since the donna swan [won?]
konkin conquered the world with wonton soup recipes like
much love to the god beat
i’m probably afflicted with cerebral palsy
the way i keep slipping off these bits of odd speech
singing “you could chase a dollar, yeah
yet you could chase a dream
but you chase a happy ending
that be something you ain’t seen”
[verse 4: nbhd nick]
bible on the chest, a hunnid on the dash
quick flip, clutch quick or this all could crash
i got the records that make up the math
i put my head down and get to the back
you talking like i got you mad
to keep it real i’m playing with you still
i rap part+time, so got more numbers than you ever will
family members want to make the wheel
when you up like a smith in beverly hills
heard they want my head, this heavy crown
heard when you’re up, they wanna bring you down
this is upstate with k!llers
they clutch thanks
fourth quarter shooters like siwet with the set case
johnson laid down a verse, he made me rap again
ain’t done a cypher since when mace was coming back again
this is one take, don’t run it back again
this epidemic is epic, go make them go cash it then, yeah

[verse 5: xavy rusan]
look, uh
i’m straight from the middle
my middle finger erect
is xavier [?], is that he make sure you speak it correct
i’m popping for my people, they peeking, peeping my prep
my n+gga get your money, make sure you keep the respect
they steady chasing the clout and we catching paper, it’s opposite
speaking on my name, just make sure you come on some proper sh+t
coaching, calling plays
i done got it popping like papa [?]
n+ggas from my city retire fight and they pop a b+tch
pop across the populace, eating pasta and lobster with
rose in a cold glass, high hopes and low class
you bitter with your hoe ass
just plant to see they grow fast
what you eat is what you grow
only speak on what you know
are going to last forever, but the pain always come and go
if they saying “stay the same” they don’t want you to f+cking grow
i speak the truth, i bet they feel it for infinity
said it, then i meant it, b+tch i keep the same energy
[verse 6: tilden parc]
look. wait
i’m brave hearted
no days off make the pay larger
i’m blind to an opp like ray charles
i’m lit with the sh+t, got a way charred
ahead with the script, got a late start
like a skateboard p with the bapes on
bet i won’t slip under the radar
they thorough bred me for this, issa cake walk
out to mars with the bars when i take off
put a young raygun with the safe off
got a digital face and this this sh+t rockless
but i’d feel safe with a bigger profit
i wanna walk in a bank, make ’em feel awkward
i want to cop a big sp+ce with a nude carpet
got ’em off aim on the new target
i’m sick with the way that the diction paint pictures
i’m all in the face, make them feel nauseous
big smile on my face, but i feel foggy
no links up, but i’m still logged in
cardi on arms like i’m mr rogers
rolling up parsley with the pay roll
i’m in this sp+ce coop with the tank arm
finna burn freaking ’til i get carsick
white clean plate, but he’s still starving
late stay swans and i’m still salty
been slept on, got ’em still [?]
only day one, but i’m still flossin’
got the ink on the brink [?]
[?]
lost all the feelin’s they been harbourin’
something in his water
i’m mixing up the juice with the gin and tonic, yeah
morales to this peter parker’s question is chronic
i gotta hook the speaking phonics through the speaker boxes
coat the easel on him got him head banging like a t++ter+totter
motherf+cker, [?] beat is solid
i’m a creature on it, made that feature on it
had a seizure on it, going easy on ’em
wave

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