Traces Klashnekoff

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Yo, what..

K-Lash, skully on the beats, and we do this for the love of the peeps
For the mandem whose tugging it deep, for the bruck ? in the street
For the crackhead whose stuck in the sea
For my bredrins who's hustling weed, its a struggle indeed
Everyday mans tussle the beast
Some hustle and teef, die by bussin' their piece
Bare trouble and beef, so daily i cuddle my seeds
And pray days change like 28s but, 24/7 mans belly aches
I gotta generate the paper by any stakеs
But still i know the codes, you can't flex likе any snake
Killing over pennies mate, thats not gangster
Tings like that hold us back like an anchor
Two, double-o, five, genocide's the new cancer
So I move like a lion with the mind of a panther..

Hook:
(Sample)
"Traces of love, long ago, that didn't work out " x2


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Yea..
Its like twenty-four seven, three-six-five, we struggle with pressure and strife, til muscle define
Dealing with them jankrows and themgluttonous swine, twisted politician with the rotteness mind
Its the metropolis, lifes a bitch riding on top of us, if shots ain't lickin off
Them, coppers is stopping us, but thats not flopping us, or blocking us
From getting out music across the whole populous
I got so much love, so much I must discuss
But so much disgust that my soul my bust
Im tryna show these young yutes you got your whole life blood
Just hold it down on the roads, ain't gotta roll like tugs
And feel you ain't the man cause you ain't sold white drugs
Its all hype
You can see it with your own eyes blood
Just know yourself and stay disciplines, and stay sharp as a sword, nas showed you, the world is yours..