5g Raps

Two birds on the wire with intelligence
Hellbent on gettin revenge for the hell of it
Fly as ever but my luggage got skeletons
Back door venue we dont knock thet just let us in
Bad service i dont ever get the messages
But no 5G towers gonna be the death of this
Born bread arizona like the lettuce is
Menacing mexicans blame it on the melanin
Matter fact im quite exactly where i have to be
The state of my mind is defined as a masterpiece
So divine for its time who they channelling
I like to think i made it up
And thats for you to go discuss
Before you try to pester us
You better level up
To beat the best of us
Ya chest better have the vest
Equipped to ditch the metal slug
And I ain't talking neogeo but you bet i got my quarters up
Mother fucker

Cheese dough learn from maestros
If you got that cash we gon put a good show
Please dont burn the maestros
If you talk that trash we might pull up real slow

Im a hit em with the facts no stutter just scratch
When we pull up to the show with no hoes its just raps
Two bros out the pipes from a life of plight
And accustomed unadjusted economic collapse
Nixon got the pimp hands when the beat slaps
Make a bitch buckle down like bootstraps and that's that
Suckers running scared from the big bad bat
I aint talking throwing hands or the coward click clack
Im aiming at the shoobies who be claiming they can rap
And then when it come to prove it they like nah i take it back
Cold gray paint on an old cadillac
Third street feel the heat got the poor gettin jacked
Furthermore id like to add
We came up outta that
So when it come to this drop bananas on the track
Got you slipping when you listening to the words then you crash
Brain blast it occurs but first get the cash

Cheese dough learn from maestros
If you got that cash we gon put a good show
Please dont burn the maestros
If you talk that trash we might pull up real slow



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Writer(s): George Flores
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