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rome streetz & royalz - walter white lyrics

[intro]
this ain’t chemistry, okay? this is art
cooking is art and the sh+t i cook is the bomb
so don’t be telling me

[verse 1]
everything i spit is biohazard sh+t
you n+ggas lack the sk!ll, not even half of this, you want some sick and flabby sh+t
you know the drill, deal bags to sniffin’ pill packages
on the side where felons reside, tryna capture chips
magged a b+tch like dolomite
need the dough lamar odom height, flow potent like a cobra bitе
slippin’ d+ck in chickens, kick ’em out, no sleepin’ overnight
likе t+bars, she creepin’, she love me, i shine with golden light
hold a knife in the right, give your throat a slice
i’m dapper, ho, you see the overcoat is off+white
f+ck clockin’ into a jail, we eatin’ off white
flippin’ off officers often, we not at all nice
i’m walter white with the recipes, chef exceptionally
i’m really out for checks, f+ck being a celebrity
i’d rather eat and stay low off the radar
f+ck a fed or state charge and go hard ’til we make ours
need the pay large, in the garage with a racecar
all about mine, don’t really give a f+ck who they are
[chorus]
dirty blocks, doin’ crime for the currency
mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki’
started with nothin’ and i built, baggin’ up the filth
now a n+gga doin’ numbers like wilt
dirty blocks, doin’ crime for the currency
mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki’
started with nothin’ and i built, baggin’ up the filth
now a n+gga doin’ numbers like wilt (uh)

[verse 2]
true sh+t, i got my chips up from drug deals and stick+ups
hoes on my heels for the thrills, they give me d+cksucks
my kicks plush, gucci and margiela, forever fly
dippin’ the seven five, see the judge and i’m tellin’ lies
not guilty ’til the pocket filthy
then, i quit livin’ illegal, get the long guap from stocks and realty
feel me? ill st++ze nothin’ corny, ho
you spit poorly, got bags for forty by the corner store
since a shorty saw street kings doin’ they thing hard
most of that and goin’ to walk in carck ’round the vineyard
out for the treasure, i’m on a hunt like nimrod
talkin’ too wild on my jack, i switch the swim card
done to you a worker but you frontin’ like you in charge
the bl!ck discharge like blunt ashes, you get clipped off
servin’ the masses ’til the stash that i amass is massive
got the power, ten thousand hours, been had it mastered
blast the plastic ratchet and folk tryna creep
the only thing on a n+gga mind is, “forever eat”
[chorus]
dirty blocks, doin’ crime for the currency
mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki’
started with nothin’ and i built, baggin’ up the filth
now a n+gga doin’ numbers like wilt
dirty blocks, doin’ crime for the currency
mind on luxury, grind tryna touch a ki’
started with nothin’ and i built, baggin’ up the filth
now a n+gga doin’ numbers like wilt

[outro]
the methylamine keeps flowing, no matter what
we are not ramping down
we’re just getting started
nothing stops this train, nothing

- rome streetz royalz lyrics

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