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prince wiser - h.i.h (humans in hollywood) lyrics

[verse 1: noah vinson]
n-ggas my sons, i’ll put a n-gga in a foster home
you ain’t no threat i’m jango fett, this episode two i abort the clone
sorry for the people that brought the clone
jean paul gaultier cologne
wait.. smell it in the air i’m strong
i’mma act fool till the camera off
what you talkin bout’?
f-ck outta’ here what you bloggin’ bout?
best in the bronx, next in the bronx
everybody needs to pull a compas out
where the f-ck is the compet-tion?
i’m hurt, your work, your ethic ain’t on point
oh my god , mothaf-ckas looking like desert
why n-ggas want to hate on me?
i’m leader..general l.o.p
you undecided and can’t deny it
you pause, in general t.b.d
i’m the new sh-t b-tch , psp vita looking for a p.y.t
lisa you gon’ have to hit the bahamas up in a airplane b.o.b
n-ggas actin’ hollywood
k!ll your sh-t i probally could
feel your sh-t i probally don’t
fix your sh-t you probally should
first off your manager, your publicist, your man and her
could suck d-ck, thats four lips on 1 stick thats amateur
no beef sh-t, you really can’t handle us
l.o.p gon’ k!ll the comp
rip put a candle up
cept’ for the n-ggas that ran with us
claws, denzil, flojo, score, frank ramz with us
you already know that the bronx whats up
everybody else thats hating on , this that sh-t you been waiting for
d-mn right it’s shots fired, y’all mothaf-ckers better hit the floor
f-ck around bring the whole cl!ck to war
you ain’t even ever have to cl!ck to pause
all that d-ck sucking your lips are soar

[verse 2: frank ramz]
move out my way , or you get found out by the bay
i know some haitians that k!ll for ‘nathan
thats why we stay friends so sak pase map bule
i do stay up in the bronx where my crew lay
your crew sweet like my kool-aid
or the chess team back in my highschool days
why you play so d-mn much when there’s so d-mn much opportunity
running through this world for you and me
to co-exist in a unity
instead you insist on coonery
and really didn’t bring no room to be
bullsh-ttin’ out here in these streets
so if you ain’t dead its soon to be
i could talk about swag but
(f-ck that sh-t n-gga i got bars)
and i could talk about cash but
(f-ck that sh-t n-gga my life hard)
i got scars, i got stripes all of my life
putting work on the mic and i work for the right
reasons fight for the rights i believe in with all of my might
f-ck all of the lights, i don’t need that sh-t
i could still get it crackin’ like chapped lips
matta’ fact get it jumpin’ like back-flips
on a soft matress something like magic
finna’ cause havok to anyone rappin’
n-ggas all talk, i don’t hear action
n-ggas be ratting, i get cheese and leave them all stuck
thats what i call trappin’
f-ck is you askin’?
is my p-ssion matching my drive do you see me crashing?
mashing the gas in a fashion that got me overlapping everyone in my bracket
i pay my dues, and my taxes you n-ggas foolish you lacking
what i’m packing, the full package and k.a.m.o is my caption
and we clappin on the backboards anytime that we score or we go for
the three or the dunk, you act foul
and you gunna’ be eating my sneakers for lunch
so beefs what you want?
cause when it comes to the beats i will knock out your t–th
with a punch and if you try to run with your feet
i’ll unleash my beast for the hunt

[verse 3: rich p]
is it just me or there’s haters everywhere i go?
they -ssume that everybody black rob, so everywhere like whoa
but i am america’s nightmare
i’m young, black, and don’t fight fare
yo’ b-tch can’t leave this woody alone
cause’ a n-gga got a buzz lightyear
dubai that’s our p-ss
first baby that’s our cl-ss
indoor beach that’s our swag
sand on the inside like an hour gl-ss
i live for today , sicker than jay
cl-ss by myself ain’t no splitting the pay
sitting it safe, i’m spitting to stay
a motherf-cking genie couldn’t wish me away
which means a n-gga permanent
tell them n-ggas get it straight like you perming it
my flow b-tta’ i’m churning it
stronger than tequila with a f-cking worm in it
these rap n-ggas suck they giving hickeys
n-ggas like “rich you sitting pretty”
and thats cause’ all my n-ggas with me
got my unit on the web like this is 50 (look)
a little tatted need some arm ink (look)
and the bars full of punches like prom drinks (look)
if you sleepin’ on me wait till’ that alarm blink (look)
put deodorant on the chopper my arms stink
oh you thought you was fly, my n-gga i got news
i’m sinning swimming in women, my n-gga i got pools
graduated from the streets, oh no thats not school (look)
but i’m shining on tracks, my n-gga i drop jewels
that number one spot… he don’t want that sh-t
you should watch the throne, cause i’m sitting on that sh-t
get dressed and i take flight daily fix then i break night
if a n-gga really want to hate right, choppers everywhere like we make bikes
that one chance is finally here
cause life used to be a blur but now its finally clear
cause djs be knowing my records is hard
bringing it back like they renting a car
giving you n-ggas a lesson with bars
i’m saving the game like a memory card

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