93 Mentality
I been on my WU shit
93 Exoticness
Gravedigga swinging liquid swords
Check my gravel pit
My clan in the front
Bringing da ruckus
Shadowboxin suckas
Talent and natural game
Stay running thru my brain
I been on my WU shit
93 Exoticness
Gravedigga swinging liquid swords
Check my gravel pit
My clan in the front
Bringing da ruckus
Shadowboxin suckas
Talent and natural game
Stay running thru my brain
Soul control across the nova
Ill be the product n
Bird be the soda
We rock like the 80's
The runt of them babies
Higher than mount olympus
And spittin out hades
90s ride when you play these
Raised in new jerusalem
Where pops chef'd
Biscuits burned
Cherry heads we noosin em
All these darts confusing em
Jacob how I drop jewels
The streets steady lootin em
Guillotines for those disputing em
Straight from union city
Where the dirty looking pretty
Had some real homies wit me
Couple homies iffy
I move like a buddhist monk from shaolin
Ice creams lovin how
This butter pecan rican hunk stylin
Fresher than some flavored wallabees
Nobody stopping me
Y'all peep the prophecy
While I'm cooking up this god degree
Offin me not even possibly
I catch em plotting b
When I pull up its guaranteed
That they playin possum g
Just meditating on ya plot piece
With the bammer sittin right
Inside my teeth
Sure enough to keep the peace
Drop the EP
The streets speakers gon be knocking me
Why
Homegrown hold my own
Real to the bone
You suckas betta
Hide ya toes
93 Exoticness
Gravedigga swinging liquid swords
Check my gravel pit
My clan in the front
Bringing da ruckus
Shadowboxin suckas
Talent and natural game
Stay running thru my brain
I been on my WU shit
93 Exoticness
Gravedigga swinging liquid swords
Check my gravel pit
My clan in the front
Bringing da ruckus
Shadowboxin suckas
Talent and natural game
Stay running thru my brain
Soul control across the nova
Ill be the product n
Bird be the soda
We rock like the 80's
The runt of them babies
Higher than mount olympus
And spittin out hades
90s ride when you play these
Raised in new jerusalem
Where pops chef'd
Biscuits burned
Cherry heads we noosin em
All these darts confusing em
Jacob how I drop jewels
The streets steady lootin em
Guillotines for those disputing em
Straight from union city
Where the dirty looking pretty
Had some real homies wit me
Couple homies iffy
I move like a buddhist monk from shaolin
Ice creams lovin how
This butter pecan rican hunk stylin
Fresher than some flavored wallabees
Nobody stopping me
Y'all peep the prophecy
While I'm cooking up this god degree
Offin me not even possibly
I catch em plotting b
When I pull up its guaranteed
That they playin possum g
Just meditating on ya plot piece
With the bammer sittin right
Inside my teeth
Sure enough to keep the peace
Drop the EP
The streets speakers gon be knocking me
Why
Homegrown hold my own
Real to the bone
You suckas betta
Hide ya toes
Credits
Writer(s): Elias Miranda
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