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patrick antonian - due time lyrics

wild nights in the city never get old. strange days. stories told of the gory and gold. the mighty west, where my fortune unfolds. hope to travel from corners that cold to tropical coastal abodes. with k tree. c low key. 3 o.p. m dot don’t stop this beat od. im the same old g.o.d. trapped in the hex of status and sex, intellect, checks, street connects. get money stay true to my word. let people live. concrete morals. double crossers will get the ditch tho. you dig yo? full justice inside of this click. it’s too sick. i will put out the next mans candle stick. wild shit. both parties were acting out. face to face, talking loud. nobody was backing down. beef the first time. beef overtime he’s back in town. now a days he won’t come back around unless he’s packing round. plus the oreos got the blocks on fire like lutskis. catch me in the back streets with a blue hoopty with a q.p. and a cutie. thinking to yourself you thought you knew me. true seed. day in, day out tryna make things right. im a true monster. fuck ever hustle flip life. weighing grams in the dojo, sitting next to my promo. thinking to myself, what is righteous. im more realer if you ask me k!ller. lebanese gorilla. evolution to iller. went from graph writer, b-boy, to straight soldier. the games over. forty five for sanke cobras

i hear the bells of the grim reaper ring. it’s a beautiful thing when you know your a king and ima hold my thrown for as long as i sing. i got that cali tree sticky. pull out the bing baby
strike rolls like dynamite tryna get that good score. can’t a young man make money anymore
tryna make it in this world that filled with closed doors. can’t a young man make money anymore

you can give me anythng. call me an hour later its gone. get my work done. the style of a lebanon don. lakers on the hotel screen at the vagabond. music on, bagging up cron, always a tag along. you smoking my tree? first to work, first to get steam. follow the rules. someone else would have probably hollowed the tool. which is what might happen if you bite a beirut jewel. for petty shit you’ll leave both eyes black and gaboud. trust it. it’s no threat. its cause and affect. taking the right steps to becoming a music vet. clear the set. opms next. the show murders. came to take all your shine like jewel burgalars. come ups comes ups. you better not run up. i will stick you with a right thats off the richter. back cuts like valley vista and hit the freeway. five different cities. it’s an everyday mission baby

i keep a cover shield. stumble over humble hill. ego cities crumble and the ruble builds. twice as fast with my double k!lls. a.c. run his sk!lls. i get a sudden chill. spill. puddles fill. long reach, goat touch. the dynotharium. the witch doctor. puffer fish risk in that aquarium. it varies some. second dish, pissed man, im barely numb. athrolopiticus fearing us. why? i buried em! brick neck night crawler. you throw your punches. i roll with em. quick counter react. im cold living. no gimmick. b-tter had already told g*nius. it’s a fucked up world. can’t afford to hold sickness. though my dogs on a chain with more jackets than one. yet we still run around and flip a package of bud. it’s cali love. peace ladies, yea what s cracking. whats up. party, p-ssion and drugs, ill drum addicts and guns

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