[Intro]
"Product of my-
Yeah"
[Verse 1]
Product of my environment
So, I tip the scales, stay slidin' it
Like the 808: kick in the base only requirement
Held so much glass, swear down, think it turned me vile
Magic man, potion packed, spread that out - that's a Green Mile
How's he just gon' run it up? Run it up?
Like, man ain't been through the trials?
Been punchin' the clock like Joaquin - can't forget to smile
When I catch that glimpse and see diamonds
Manna got hands till times still
Time, steel, like a pipe - ain't that a right thrill?
[Interlude]
Powder Keg
Wonderin' how much time is left
Mmm
Cus' am 'boutta blow up, no Osama, yeah
You're all dead
Won't evеr go right till nothings left, cus' it only goes right till knottings left
Bout timе I get my bread, collect what's mine, quite like your head
"Product of my-
Yeah"
[Verse 1]
Product of my environment
So, I tip the scales, stay slidin' it
Like the 808: kick in the base only requirement
Held so much glass, swear down, think it turned me vile
Magic man, potion packed, spread that out - that's a Green Mile
How's he just gon' run it up? Run it up?
Like, man ain't been through the trials?
Been punchin' the clock like Joaquin - can't forget to smile
When I catch that glimpse and see diamonds
Manna got hands till times still
Time, steel, like a pipe - ain't that a right thrill?
[Interlude]
Powder Keg
Wonderin' how much time is left
Mmm
Cus' am 'boutta blow up, no Osama, yeah
You're all dead
Won't evеr go right till nothings left, cus' it only goes right till knottings left
Bout timе I get my bread, collect what's mine, quite like your head
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