[Verse 1 - Husalah]
It's crazy how this beat reminds me of sorcery
Everything i became i wasn't really forced to be
It was natural
To push crack and shoot
Chopping up white shit
Missing a class or two
Cast a few spells nigga
Mix a few potions
Testing myself but they said it was too potent
So it went back to the lab like witchcraft
But it was all in a twist
It was wrist-craft
And be-witched man
They don't know if they wanna be rich man
Or try to be this man
They fell victim to my plot
Yeah it was a sick plan
I was raised using rock as a kickstand
Then i got a little older open up a kickstand
Caught a fed case who gives a shit I'm rich man
I catch 22 i just witchcraft
I click and blam like medieval aristocrats
[Verse 2 - The Jacka]
The world is mine like the scarface picture
Got the folded stock nigga
Leave a large space in ya
Lost in the condo they call me ape killa
Hustlin with my niggas trying to escape the state prison
Like the matrix outside free myself from the system
Twisted chickens in the kitchen same stove
I cook dinner for my children
I gotta get them out of this building
Cause it ain't fit for living
Just for me i spent most my life in these conditions
On the other hand my lil brotha shot a man
Lil nigga this a world you won't understand
Take slower steps you just a young fly nigga
You don't know the rest
I'd take you through it but I promise you will never rest
You see me doing even when I'm trying be my best
Come on man can't you see this whole shit a test
The tool is to do it it's just time to rest
It's crazy how this beat reminds me of sorcery
Everything i became i wasn't really forced to be
It was natural
To push crack and shoot
Chopping up white shit
Missing a class or two
Cast a few spells nigga
Mix a few potions
Testing myself but they said it was too potent
So it went back to the lab like witchcraft
But it was all in a twist
It was wrist-craft
And be-witched man
They don't know if they wanna be rich man
Or try to be this man
They fell victim to my plot
Yeah it was a sick plan
I was raised using rock as a kickstand
Then i got a little older open up a kickstand
Caught a fed case who gives a shit I'm rich man
I catch 22 i just witchcraft
I click and blam like medieval aristocrats
[Verse 2 - The Jacka]
The world is mine like the scarface picture
Got the folded stock nigga
Leave a large space in ya
Lost in the condo they call me ape killa
Hustlin with my niggas trying to escape the state prison
Like the matrix outside free myself from the system
Twisted chickens in the kitchen same stove
I cook dinner for my children
I gotta get them out of this building
Cause it ain't fit for living
Just for me i spent most my life in these conditions
On the other hand my lil brotha shot a man
Lil nigga this a world you won't understand
Take slower steps you just a young fly nigga
You don't know the rest
I'd take you through it but I promise you will never rest
You see me doing even when I'm trying be my best
Come on man can't you see this whole shit a test
The tool is to do it it's just time to rest
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