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nomal - streets disciple lyrics

listen up young b-st-rd, whose mother workin at the corner
tryna get at this loot you gonna wind up a goner
the game is tricky, join the wrong clique and yo wig might get split b
the dream for a deadbeat is clockin loot on the streets
if you lucky, you good at ball or spittin over beats
come check me out, the realest of the real
10g’s in my pocket and you know im packing steel
my index is itchy, i move swiftly
sort of like a ninja but with a fifty
im like alpo, but im not a snitch b
i sell rocks, get the cash and turn em into rocks
most of my do’ is hard like my d-ck in a hoe
most of the time im low cus im hot
new sh-t jumps off in the corner spot daily
or in the parkin lot of macy’s
everybody gotta eat
whether it’s oats or meat i bring em in
and provide for the streets
as days turn to nights the game made me spiteful
i went from nikes and takin over blocks with a rifle
to givin back to the black, just another streets disciple

- nomal lyrics

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