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train of thought - mic geronimo lyrics

[intro]
hah, from the planet of queens, motherf*cker
1, 2, east broad, 1, 2
wassup, god, c’mon

[verse 1]
only my seed could breed another like me
more than likely, [?] movin’ highly
livin’ the life of asiatic gotti
now my mind, like my seed, is newborn
i’m cruisin’, burnin’, cashin’ weed until i leave the [?]
it’s just an everyday, stayin’ busy, cause in the deserted
lifestyle, [?]
what you flippin’ off ya lips ain’t sh*t
i make ya crew wanna split
ya [?] ya hoes and dream of hittin’ the funk
dramatic, masta i + c
who wanna move me, run out of e&j to soothe me
from thoughts of damage, i hold the globe like alice
swing a status through a naked eye, ice and gold truss, and
my mic on hold, reppin’ from the wastelands
to my base man’s, grampity’s gramps and more
i need to get it like i never dreamed of seein’, but sure
you only push an explorer, a j30, i’ll meet you at the
[?], firstly because i curse the sin
recognize that right now, it’s all h*ll we live in
and forevermore, my thoughts transcend from my wick
to my pen
my train of thought, n*gga
[hook x2]
my mind is my thoughts, my thoughts is my mind
let’s see if we can get it all together in a rhyme
and takin’ these streets that’s corrupted with crimes
you take what’s your while i take what’s mines

[verse 2]
i’m losin’ sleep cause these crabs roll deep
nowadays, whip a style worth cheese
is you wanna [?], i got rhymes for days and days
[?], the crime pays, i’ve never seen it hard enough to hold a
center stage, and jot it down onto the paper’s [?]
showin’ that i’m capable, sh*t that you did stole
and never be erasable, not from this race of all
to the knowledge, i’m gettin [?] off the street life college
[?] seems to be a n*gga’s hobby
smokin’ lye, leavin’ dutch cuts in the lobby
you couldn’t stop me from achievin’, kid
i self lord and master, i’m believin’ in keepin’ stacks
of green, comin’ straight from the planet of queens
to all my q.b., l.b. flushin’, and [?] gun holders
i hope we see another year, we’re just gettin’ over
it’s like that, i bust a rhyme off a track
i’m pr*ne to flip a motherf*cker straight on his back
forevermore, my thoughts’ll transcend from my wick
to my pen
[hook x4]

[shoutouts until fade]

- mic geronimo lyrics

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