Empire BLVD Armand Hammer (Ft. Curly Castro & JUNGLEPUSSY)
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[Verse 1: Junglepussy]
Do I look like a spliff to you?
I don't care who call me difficult
There's a difference between integrity, dignity, and what these bitches do
I got different values boo
I got nothing to prove
Dressed up for me, I ain't here to impress these dudes
The scent of Junglepussy is in the air
Yeah, wassup? You want to talk about politics?
You want to talk about poverty, nigga?
Or you wanna talk about this body?
[Chorus: Curly Castro]
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Selectah Jew or Gentile
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Watch mе go down now
Now, we kill it wit mi own style
[Verse 2: billy woods]
Brown paper bag as a litmus
Black Christmas in his hovеl
Retrofitted the futures, so crackers couldn't dig up his fossil
Misrepresenting the rhymes and all that, imagine Jesus reading the gospels
SMH Rap Lyrxo improbable readings yet the God's penis left her docile
Out the ashes a Black Phoenix
My casket cobbled together, but I'm not stopping till the speakers wobble
Till the edifice topple, till the best they got grovel
Followed them to the precipice, nigga said 'show me God's got you'
Got my got you now, showed him the nozzle
Not too proud to run from a squabble
Middle of the desert, dropped the demos and watched through atomic goggles
Smiling to the bitter finish, warm Guinness out the bottle
Out of business my black owned business model
Picked a tackle in the first round just to block you on all platforms
Hell on earth, what the apostle want?
Not stopping til the last song
Till the last, last mass over
And the opposing take his final fall
Do I look like a spliff to you?
I don't care who call me difficult
There's a difference between integrity, dignity, and what these bitches do
I got different values boo
I got nothing to prove
Dressed up for me, I ain't here to impress these dudes
The scent of Junglepussy is in the air
Yeah, wassup? You want to talk about politics?
You want to talk about poverty, nigga?
Or you wanna talk about this body?
[Chorus: Curly Castro]
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Selectah Jew or Gentile
Watch me go down now
Watch me go down now
Watch mе go down now
Now, we kill it wit mi own style
[Verse 2: billy woods]
Brown paper bag as a litmus
Black Christmas in his hovеl
Retrofitted the futures, so crackers couldn't dig up his fossil
Misrepresenting the rhymes and all that, imagine Jesus reading the gospels
SMH Rap Lyrxo improbable readings yet the God's penis left her docile
Out the ashes a Black Phoenix
My casket cobbled together, but I'm not stopping till the speakers wobble
Till the edifice topple, till the best they got grovel
Followed them to the precipice, nigga said 'show me God's got you'
Got my got you now, showed him the nozzle
Not too proud to run from a squabble
Middle of the desert, dropped the demos and watched through atomic goggles
Smiling to the bitter finish, warm Guinness out the bottle
Out of business my black owned business model
Picked a tackle in the first round just to block you on all platforms
Hell on earth, what the apostle want?
Not stopping til the last song
Till the last, last mass over
And the opposing take his final fall
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