[Verse 1: Killer Ben]
I wrote so many rhymes now I know I'm not sane
Life is similar to hell and I'm walking through the flames
I'm hot enough to melt the jail bars like wax
I get you burnt up cause I'm turned up to the max
What you need that? Like puttin' coal in the furnace
Tell your homies line up, I run beat-downs concurrent
This is hood shit, niggas catchin' cases just to eat
I ain't tryna see broke, I'm gettin' money like the main streets
But you know in the system I'm red flagged
Infrared on my ease that'll get you a toe tag
California love, dig dug, with a big slug
Nigga scared of death, tell his mom he needs a big hug
I hug the blocks like a newborn baby
You owe me money, then you gon' pay me
Carrying lead on these streets and get chapped
If my gun splack, catch a third strike
No get back
[Verse 2: Planet Asia]
GC CREAM forever
The fire's lit, watch how we acquire shit
Speaking on environments when I invent
With scientists, masters of the flying fist
So never should you try and diss or even try to side on this while I exist
Hot damn, ho, here we go again
Got damn, yo, I just want my Niggeros to win
Here we go again, killer coastal blend
Minerals of sin, co-defendants fold
Simply exposin' generals of men
Walls closin' in, lil' niggas is bangin' crip and blood
The OGs is out the way or in the wind
Go 'head, follow my scriptures
I'm in the lab with Al blowin' a spliff next to Prodigy's picture
Spittin' like I'm fresh out of the pinta
Thugged out, high off dope, exotic, psychotic adventure
Just a supplement for y'all to understand what you fuckin' wit
Niggas get bodied on that happy go lucky shit
I wrote so many rhymes now I know I'm not sane
Life is similar to hell and I'm walking through the flames
I'm hot enough to melt the jail bars like wax
I get you burnt up cause I'm turned up to the max
What you need that? Like puttin' coal in the furnace
Tell your homies line up, I run beat-downs concurrent
This is hood shit, niggas catchin' cases just to eat
I ain't tryna see broke, I'm gettin' money like the main streets
But you know in the system I'm red flagged
Infrared on my ease that'll get you a toe tag
California love, dig dug, with a big slug
Nigga scared of death, tell his mom he needs a big hug
I hug the blocks like a newborn baby
You owe me money, then you gon' pay me
Carrying lead on these streets and get chapped
If my gun splack, catch a third strike
No get back
[Verse 2: Planet Asia]
GC CREAM forever
The fire's lit, watch how we acquire shit
Speaking on environments when I invent
With scientists, masters of the flying fist
So never should you try and diss or even try to side on this while I exist
Hot damn, ho, here we go again
Got damn, yo, I just want my Niggeros to win
Here we go again, killer coastal blend
Minerals of sin, co-defendants fold
Simply exposin' generals of men
Walls closin' in, lil' niggas is bangin' crip and blood
The OGs is out the way or in the wind
Go 'head, follow my scriptures
I'm in the lab with Al blowin' a spliff next to Prodigy's picture
Spittin' like I'm fresh out of the pinta
Thugged out, high off dope, exotic, psychotic adventure
Just a supplement for y'all to understand what you fuckin' wit
Niggas get bodied on that happy go lucky shit
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