[Planet Asia]
Henchman hobby, machine gun rap
Ménage, casino stacks like Nino’s back in the projects
Practice perfection what I was taught
By the OG’s – the reason for me getting back to my lessons
We’re still thuggin though, we keepin it rugged beloved
I got your budget in my luggage, couple of clips, bolt cutters
Fuckin with zips, eigths and quarters, place your order
With the Warner Brothers supporters, snort up
It’s on us, on the house, line for line your mind getting blown out
My Durag Dynasty niggas throw down
Move G, rock a wave cap just like a kufi in Mecca
Rocket launcher cop cars to send a message
Militant mind, direction design
Who was signed connecting, had to tell your wifey don’t ever cook me swine for breakfast
The best is when the line is tested
I got your mind arrested, paying attention to the final second
Time to climax, a style like this
You couldn’t find with a finance assignment to a siren
[TriState]
Check it
Egyptian cloth, solid gold cross
Tabernacle talk low and behold when shells bark leave you bitten
Snoopin in the garden of the hidden false prophets
Plagiarize lines of my rhythm, divine design
Draped in the flyest vines, you niggas are blind
Can’t see me with the rhymes, it’s the massacre
Zulu passenger out of Africa, armed and deadly
Put a hit on your ambassador, toss confetti
Tip fluid out the chalice, I’m Calvin Broadus
Who can do it more malice, I splatter your cabbage
Side dish with your cold grits
You ain’t playin with a full deck go fish
Fradulent fake, felonious funk
I’m the shit with the pistol grip, ready to dunk
On your porto potty, sorta Gotti’s, acting hard body
But you really paper thin like origami
My aura Gandhi, Mr. Mandela
Malachi, Clarence X, sayonera
Henchman hobby, machine gun rap
Ménage, casino stacks like Nino’s back in the projects
Practice perfection what I was taught
By the OG’s – the reason for me getting back to my lessons
We’re still thuggin though, we keepin it rugged beloved
I got your budget in my luggage, couple of clips, bolt cutters
Fuckin with zips, eigths and quarters, place your order
With the Warner Brothers supporters, snort up
It’s on us, on the house, line for line your mind getting blown out
My Durag Dynasty niggas throw down
Move G, rock a wave cap just like a kufi in Mecca
Rocket launcher cop cars to send a message
Militant mind, direction design
Who was signed connecting, had to tell your wifey don’t ever cook me swine for breakfast
The best is when the line is tested
I got your mind arrested, paying attention to the final second
Time to climax, a style like this
You couldn’t find with a finance assignment to a siren
[TriState]
Check it
Egyptian cloth, solid gold cross
Tabernacle talk low and behold when shells bark leave you bitten
Snoopin in the garden of the hidden false prophets
Plagiarize lines of my rhythm, divine design
Draped in the flyest vines, you niggas are blind
Can’t see me with the rhymes, it’s the massacre
Zulu passenger out of Africa, armed and deadly
Put a hit on your ambassador, toss confetti
Tip fluid out the chalice, I’m Calvin Broadus
Who can do it more malice, I splatter your cabbage
Side dish with your cold grits
You ain’t playin with a full deck go fish
Fradulent fake, felonious funk
I’m the shit with the pistol grip, ready to dunk
On your porto potty, sorta Gotti’s, acting hard body
But you really paper thin like origami
My aura Gandhi, Mr. Mandela
Malachi, Clarence X, sayonera
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