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[intro]
(yeah. yo. what's up yo?)
What's up? (you got that shit right?)
Yeah. i got it. (good let's go then.)
*police siren* ah fuck!
[remedy]
Check your mirror the scence couldn't get no clearer
Exhaling you with intentions of nailing you
They heard about canary rap sung through word of mouth
Blow your engine out beyond regional doubt
The stash house next crash house
The thirty six z's for a brick in the smash house
Sealing his pump jacks, release the pressure vac'
Pressed the powder pack, craving gets that
Cock my hammer back, what the fuck you looking at?
With your hat turned back, dipped down in black
These twenty two ci's like you and me, street guys
The eyes of the yellow man disguised in lies
They got the okay to make buys, slaughter the flies
On the rise, planning my dimise
Lucky if you see the next day, never dawned on you