Baleen Pocketknife Mach-Hommy & Tha God Fahim

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[Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Why you baller blocked?
I swear we all we got
Yo who calling the shots?
I be there when it drop
Rather you hear it or not
They be there in a pot
Plenty despairing their hearts
Dark beat hell, and it’s hot

[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
I got a business agenda with legal tenders
We out to make pulverising figures
The mind'll write your sin [?] cut out any rival members
My rhyme endeavours any sign of devils
Won't align to levels in my kinda ghetto
I can't sit on my hands, can't go astray on my path
All this time that passed, Im not tryna be last
Souls demised and take on new vibes
Break all crew ties, can't straighten up loose lies
I was wise toting, gassing, growing up traumatised
Beat the eyes, your fate can't let the streets decide
'Cause if you do, you'll be in the box early, get popped early
But in the end we all get buried