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Let me introduce y'all to sad gold toothin' and smilesin' with you and I
So we puttin' out jewels of the night
Some say we overrated, I say we overhated
We older ages holdin' pages that Jehovah gave us
Ten laws to abide by
Either die in the drive-by, or it's God to offer for high-rise
I know it's suicidal, but as long as my crew is vital
I do what I gotta do to recruit the title
So I can hold the bell, I always told myself
I can't go for Delph, now I got an open shell
Take a book or read, take a look at me
Bitch, yeah, yo, difficult to see
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Catch, pull, pop, with a hold to spot
I don't buy weed no more, I be growin' my crops
Put a mask on my face while your dope is unlocked
Got a nasty aftertaste from the blow that I bought
Don't know your man or your fam, hope the dough is a lot
Still I run up in your crib and take everything you got
Well I come up and your bitch she shakes everything she got
Like a gun up on her hip and a knife
And the safety's off
You seem to hate me a lot
For all the tricks I date
Hits I make
Trips I take
To Africa or the 50 states
You hate me for the * you do
And every little bit of bitch in you
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K-Z from the king can't get much better
Rookie on the warpath, last paragraph of Jededi
This type of * don't happen every day
Nine uncontrolled, so set loose, ready to play
Watch this, mic draw, now I'm a host
The hot fist
Quickest is for me and then the jewel is obvious
You ain't hard, fight easy, be the motto
Find me where the feets be, got a lalo
Barbos are the heroes, y'all
Got the innocent for the rest, now come closer
Like I had an injunction out on you, you distant
Sunshine style, I'm the thunder
No karma, your whole team on the summit
Be near a tree when my niggas be disembarkin'
Starvin', still at a G-A-M-E
You comin' with a few, I got plenty, run that
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B-double-O, night flows like
Eyes low, blindfolds, nights closed, tight shows, fight mode
Fightin' spirit, fight with lyrics
Knowin' how tight the * is, despite the critics
Chris Knight's the fittest, ready to go to war
Say what you goin' for, ain't nothin' that I owe to y'all
We givin' and takin', but you only livin' in here
You're sick of the rain, your soul already givin' to say it
Like federal agents, you never saw us comin'
Sight them all, we keep the show crews runnin'
Now look who's done it, the Kinsman is the knight
This is for life, they ain't know, cause you ain't listenin'
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Pure God manifested his rhyme in 91
Niggas steal one test, but I'm not the one to be takin' lightly
Better think before you spite me, set it off
Show that you really just went soft
Next nigga takin' the loss
Flex, nigga, and I'm breakin' you off
Nell Slate, nigga, straight to the cross
Bringin' force to war with the born softies
Meanwhile, I walk the green mile like John Carp
We ride the lightning
Comin' for life
And it gives six times, it's frightening
All the problems start at night and kill me
Brat mad at doors at the door
Just got finished with his
And now I'm comin' after yours
Devotionals that cause the archangel
Dismanin' your souls from all different angles
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Dumb, history comes
Bitch, *, and tits
You're defensive, son, what?
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Y'all D.F. are double-faced, individual character
One a night squash, one to reply
Why official matters?
Stick to a pattern, might click happenin'
Quit laughin', yo, kick the past tense
Live out of passion
Rhyme for life, rhyme for a livin'
Rhyme for it was my own decision
My division, my league, KMC
As I speak, nothin' big passed by me
Passed by us, plus half-ass ain't us
Average ain't us, passive ain't us
Practice made us champions, still standin' men
Kinsmen click, no accident
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