kublai khan
Singer:jedi mind tricks
never keep my banger on safety
my mother raised me alone
my hearts pumpin the blood of royce gracie
my thoughts dumpin the slug and point straightly
i'm studing deep thoughts like bill maher
and y'all ain't sayin nothin with a gun in yo mouth
y'all still under the spell of dose ether
and every word from allah is on paper
injectin my pockets with votox
laytex bitches be chokin on cock like blow-pops
my glocks like a popular friend
we rock till the popular says
cause red planets like a shit magnet
runnin from the d's and the fuzz
into the void like blue velvet
new syntetic designer jewels for moods in deserts
barcodes to measure my girth
thats like the j.d.l. joinin the zoo relation for turf
and we all stand with iced out clothes
range on the side of it yo i'm tryin to get a lot of it
might get the same time ya oughta get
death before dishonor shit
2-5 is who i'm probably with
when im tryin to score the third
heads stay wrapped in turbans
tigher than a virgin of ford excursion
so how you figure that we don't be reppin
hoes sell weapons in the dodge intremped