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the great - xali lyrics

soul flow
house slave sh-t

new reflection on my transition
i’m lebron at the rim
see i bam different
p-ss me the rock, that’s the beat
leave your stance twisted
heathens in h-ll that has to understand scripture
uh
silver chains, diamonds in it
watch his focus change as he keep your mind conflicted
compact your brain with appeal, now they time living
predicted time in prison from using crime to fit in
’cause they got no options
they pushing to move with no caution
’cause you know the streets close coffins, more than so often
steady standing with no posture
you’ll never live by the order that you see souls lost in
a closed conscious
closer to the uncommon
crushing up and crumbling cannabis to feel concept
chilling at the cusp of corrupt to k!ll ’em all by the bar
gotta turn the feelings off in the dark
so realness when you talk my n-gga
respect the walk, my n-gga
speak out of line, outlines from chalk from triggers
never stalk like b-tches
we ain’t watching you f-ck boys
aggression n-ggas never avoid, you know they tuck toys
jamming to this beat like a juggernaut
aiming for the top, you n-ggas can chase the other spot
see dealers send a bad b-tch to they brother block
for info, like undercover cops
by letting panties drop
monumental, puffing piff projects potential
high credentials
destiny through my dental
blowing o’s to a chick for marijuana, turn to comers
and i get a fat cheque for every comment
calm conflicted contest
i keep it constant
i’m losing patients
i need the conference
nina, come and push my placement
bullet for higher faces
thc traces on the weapons we pull from hatred for f-cking racists
one god, one nation
see the cost of faking
juvenile murder cases
young hookers on day shift
getting glocks stuffed in your face man
tryn’a get your numbers up
jordan stuck on sp-ce jam
speaking out of place might end up with a toe tag
new suit, new box up in some old sad…
free ceremony, that you’ll never get to witness
congregation full of k!llers, led by christians
see the future pictures of your old b-tch
chilling
with all your villains and your old snitch
feeling the same n-ggas that got your soul st-tched
why you laying cold? slow a road in your own ditch
see, this life is crazy
now judas is playing with ya baby
laying with your lady
pacing in your mercedes
making bills off the same block that your kids play
send a couple rocks your kid’s way
f-ck ‘posed to do ’bout dealing with the bullsh-t
f-ck it
blow my mind off a few clips
your fist for chicks
dumb sh-t i never said
told you, i got the fuel my n-gga
i searched the pool for bigger
ain’t no p-ssies rob me, that’s more like seawater
better check that homeboy before you see the alter
now get your seed alter and watch your family tree falter
immaculate conception clogged up
your fate fogged up
most you n-ggas so commercial it’s some puppet sh-t
tell me you don’t notice the struggling. do the government?
people forced to hustling since they know ain’t no way they ever touch this sh-t
we’re for the starved, hit the f-cking strip
n-ggas get to tucking grips
talking any means, many schemes
for the plenty cream, petty scenes
see a n-gga make you bleed for the penny dream
best believe, cuff a clip at your quarantine, my n-gga
yeah

- xali lyrics

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