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[intro]

[verse 1: reztroh]
i’m going real crazy, we going too far
you kissing your shorty, suck d-ck in my car
just give me the addy, i’m not talking bars
i see all the hate, you trying so hard
me and zeus, we ain’t playing no games
we off in this rap sh-t, this sh-t ain’t no race
i just want the money, i probably want face
gotta stay focused and stay in the pace

[verse 2: sixongod]
my young n-gg-s ain’t gone drive by
swear them n-gg-s gon’ pull up on feet
i got some dead n-gg-s, let me slide by
got the gas like i’m never on e
p-ssy n-gg-s talking crazy but this sh-t don’t phase me
i swear n-gg-s think sh-t is sweet
let them p-ssy n-gg-s play me, on god i’ll get crazy
and have your lil shorty on heat
put her on fleek if she do her ex dirty
and let me go set up her brother too
i got sticks in the cut boy i put that on 6
and you know that i put that on russell too
took some l’s then they turned to a w
that’s your homeboy then boy you in trouble too
i done been through them losses now i’m with the bosses
the struggle was real, had to hustle through

[verse 3: young seuss]
i ain’t afraid to punch a faker in his face
told him see me in the rage
if he really with that action i’m going luke cage
accidental thrashing turned him to fractions
i’ll divide your mind in half and
leave you in the f-cking past tense
call it simple math, we do not need all of your cash man
since a youngin’ chasing paper
believe that i been had these mad ends
why is you looking so sad man?
is it cause you met the bad man?
and i looked you in your eyes
see dynamite ignite
d-mn my guy, what happened?
turning your brain to a madman
now everything you speak is capping
eating these beefs like my father would clean off his plate
when he ate in the evening
we from the underground bringing my creatons

[verse 4: arkh zeus]
got that opp pack, shout out pistol pete
roll it in a spliff, tell them rest in peace
rest in pieces if you ever mention me
or my n-gg-s, cause sh-t really isn’t sweet
i’m from northside, not the other side
if they’re out of pocket then they wanna die
i won’t say much, let them wonder why
1 call would leave these n-gg-s traumatized
my n-gg-s know i ain’t a k!ller
they told me to stick with the writtens
so i polished every sentence, still got these n-gg-s in their feelings
i swear my pen is like a smith &
got you looking real timid
won’t even call my n-gg-s to pull up and do the finish
been handling my own business, you can’t relate
i should turn my back just to demonstrate

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