El:
(Out of sight) out of mind out of touch out of time
Man ill smoke a bogie backwards with thumb up like its fine
(Run) save yourself i say, selflessly divine
Leave me here to drown in glory you're too good to cross that line
Tragically struck down in my prime by the speed at which the bags are dropping
Shoulda watched the sky
You dont wanna live this life its really not sublime
Im only doing what i want while hocking lugies at the swine
[Killer Mike]
We the motivating, devastating, captivating, Ghost and Rae relating
Product of the fuckin 80's, coke dealin babies
Never regulating, bag accumulating, it would not be overstating to say they are underrating
The pride of Brooklyn and the Grady baby, we don't need no compliments or confidence
Our attitude and latitude is fuck you pay me
Next summer leather bombers, dookie ropes and smokin indica
Ain't a team as mean and clean as J Meline and Michael Render bruh
Tv got no temperature, even if it did bitch we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap pennisula
Colder than your baby momma heart when she find out you been fuckin with that other broad
And you ain't got that rent for her
El:
I know you Just about mcfuckin had it our shit is just magic
Go figure the runts of the litter did with out scammin
Was frying in the fat of the land now your man is mashin
We back a the class and laughin you raisin a hand and tattlin
Mike shitted in your locker then left a note with a winky face
Meet us at three o'clock if you wanna do something tragic
We'll shrinky dinky alla that yappin its automated
The gears of the rapper shredder want action and it'll have it
2chainz:
You know I'm poppin, the product of fuckin poverty
I'm cool as AC and you niggas you just wanna bes's
I slide on tracks like home plate
Ride beats like road rage
Got a crib in like 4 states
Uh
I get a text like ‘stay safe'
Text back, ‘I miss that pussy
Be home soon and I can't wait'
I came from a dream, triple beam, and some grey tape
A sister went shopping and put my bags in the A8
Hello Mr. big face, the bank teller tryna get rank
I buy a hot dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
Just left the hospital making sure my nigga was straight
And sent bail a couple dollars ‘til them give him a date
Twony
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