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Low Co. - Homeboy Sandman
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Low Co. Homeboy Sandman

Low Co. - Homeboy Sandman
LOCOS IN THE FRONT
PEOPLE THAT KEEP A LOW PRO, IN THE BACK
I NEVER SOUNDED SO SO ON A CUT
I AIN'T THE CAT WHO SOLD SOUL FOR THE SCRATCH

Yo, when I talk, listen. I build a ark, flood and escape
Marks running this base like Marquis Grissom
Marks running in place on marquees
Nonsense narcissism, which God sees, this was God given upon me as part of part-nership
It came with con-ditons
The first being: non-fiction; ohm shanti
Honor the omniscient
To scribe for the all seeing, I strive as an artisan
I'm known like the coefficient
For true official
True efficient
Orpheus
Homey I teach fishing
Can't stand the degrees homey then leave kitchens
My peaks is beyond reach even by Reed Richards
I ain't wishing for rags to riches
If I could turn "bitch" to "ma'am" or "Mrs."
Rags are sufficient
Conquest through my compositions
The clock's ticking
And all the while the plot thickens
You might want to check it out
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