egyptian cloth
Singer:conway the machine
i whip the block counterclockwise
baking soda make the product in the pot rise
and push the nigga's shit lopside
push the bugatti like speed racer driving mach 5
how i ain't in your niggas top five?
when it comes to this grimy shit
and i don't even jot lines
fifteen hundred for a spade up in one oak
lay a nigga down if he want smoke
ain't tryna die and leave my son broke
i'm that nigga if you haven't heard
hit 'em with a bullet from the mac
free the niggas that the feds locked
tear drops tatted on my shooter's face
shoot you where you stand
that's your motherfuckin' bed spot
drive-bys playin' real cops
youngin on the backseat shootin' 'til i say stop
machine got this rap shit in a headlock