know right
teach 'em right
play close to sun
found what heat is like
fangs on them wolves lookin' eager
right?
wolves wanna see what you bleedin' like
gods on the mic
keep the procedure tight
beg on your life
we obsolete ya like
hush
lil' nigga
you don't need to fight
midnight round
escort you to the light
dead satellite
free wifi
encefalo
it's a consolation prize for reparations held in escrow
salt
pepper
barbeque
ketchup on the eggroll
fried rice
no vegetable
presidente beer cap
brittle rap
you lose
i fell out the tomb to drop the boom on you niggas
that drop forbidders over brown water
uh
the color match your eyes
inner-thighs
sorta
freshman friday on the short bus
thinkin' like
how can i be righteous and not war touched?"