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don't f with conscious - conscious xz lyrics

my bread be ancient like i’m stater bros
i cater hoes, my bread got that major dough
she sit down on my chair
my d*ck hair, make her woooo like rick flair
i change flows like chicks hair
i eat that ass like a croissant
even chris aunt sat on my face
touching on vince vaughn
my tommy’s loaded like a choo choo train
them doo doo stains can have a n*gga
do cocaine
i pledge a alliance to a country that’s fake
even america’s hate rate disconnect us by race
of course demolish
i keep on flossing like orthodontist
n*ggas know i’m better with rhyming when i get pretty violent
my flows be b*ttery, a lot to make
this popcorn taste
will have you watching lots of takes
my bones grown, ya n*ggas softer than snow cones
but i’m still cold
i got flavors like crisco
they in my scope like a hawk eye view
i in tune news, a chopper
term in hater (terminator) dude
my genes (jeans) can’t
leave eyes (levi’s) like jean pants
n*ggas couldn’t guess (pants brand)
i’m incline (calvin klein), don’t need press (iron pressing)
them fingers burning when i roll that cactus (weed)
flows illmatic
this nos (nas) make me go go gadget
yo b*tch be sucking like my d*ck a straw
i stuff her jaws, with b*lls like some gumball b*lls
my wife is holy and i know she goddess (got it)
you hoes just modest
mischievous and still so honest
deliver flows like i’m on the road
my pack age (package) old
but still i got a lot i load
my art is different i can build museum
you cannot see em
like hands when they pass john cena
my love gone cuz my heart to cold
so i flipped love to show them where this evil (evol) go
don’t you, well don’t you f*ck with conscious?
don’t you, well you can’t f*ck with conscious

don’t you, well don’t you f*ck with conscious?
don’t you, well you can’t f*ck with conscious

i give a amen for eight men
the a letters first for
aye (a) b*tch i’m back
like my spine is
deliver the devil
he badder, i’m better
i’m giving l’s to n*ggas
how ever, when ever
i’ve been the lord with scriptures
my wordplay hits ya, n*ggas
the foreplay gets her
she wants my richard, figured
i’ve been k!lling ya n*ggas like d*mn son (sun)
if my shade wasn’t dark
you’ll be brighter but pure dumb, hoe
my puns blow like guns on site
you hoes been right
my left, got a hook like mike
ya tough all day
but night we got guns that spray
i fled scenes like an actor when they don’t get paid
i’ve been swinging the blades like i am vorhees
don’t bring me over b*tches unless you coming with like 4 please
ya n*ggas garbage, enough talking about morphine
i will body any n*gga on they page just for more feed
don’t you, well don’t you f*ck with conscious?
don’t you, well you can’t f*ck with conscious

don’t you, well don’t you f*ck with conscious?
don’t you, well you can’t f*ck with conscious

- conscious xz lyrics

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