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block perimeters - havghost lyrics

(verse1) this is your funeral so you should go ahead and get your casket the money rubberbands all of your problems in elastic. drastic money is power dont go and flash it just move all your work in your pocket and go and p-ss it. chris paul principle handling thats how they dish it out look at all these bums in the lane look how they fouling out. nba money they stay awake in the forrest these college referees will go hit you with something foriegn. i watch a fiend dribble his mouth dripping saliva funny style walk he resembling mr. kysa sosa walk but he’ll garrantee never travel dont you ever go and dive in the water to lose a battle. the double double nice but the triple doubles are better so regardless of arena the shoting up to the letter. i aint talking bout no stars im talking bums man and handling the rock is for shooters i hope you understand. (chorus) repeat -(2x)- the streetlife shooting them rocks inside the element the boy steady hussling the block got’em tussling 4,5,6,ing it rolling for all the silos a baller on the block he be needing to his his freethrows. (verse2) the sanitation come they consider them all dumb cause he hussle in the morning but never been in a slump. his shooting range deep he got more range than melo got and angle so clear to the bucket fiends h-llo. drop him in the rim if you understand a thing got ’em jumping off the bench and they sweating to cop a sling. his teammates never unless they copping whatever only time he’s feeling heavy is when he gotta go measure. no burying the treasure he needing all of his playing time this for bench warmers im telling you how to play in crime. nickel to your dimes he’s dishing it un-ssisted especially the first of the month to all the twisted. the magic’s like johnson hardaway in orlando oldschool shaq its a reynolds wrapp he’s slinging dat. this is all maturity telling you how to try this he’s hurting in his feet from the balling plantar fiatis. (chorus) repeat-(x2)- (verse3) he need an orthopedic sergeon you looking at how he’s serving hands clapping in a church with no visit he need a sermon. or maybe phil jackson att-tude is the action the zen master the streets colder than alaska. 6 rings 6 things 666 bling triple up the number he could have almost anything. time is running out and his pick and roll is getting old stockton to the johns he dishing no more malones. no bigmen who jazz out games you lose a frame with the mirror with the gl-ss all broke now who’s to blame. barricade the rest while he’s hitting you in your chest with a chest p-ss flash and dash take off your mask. it’s thurl bailey and you young’ns dont understand this he’s old school like jerry sloan ill garrantee he hold his own. (chorus) repeat -(2x)- outro: havghost

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