Dirty Harry

Smoke it up and they switching the flavors
I ain't the one to smoke but it smell like Now or Laters
My niggas think my mood switched I'm flawless, shit
Fixing the errors
Pushing button combinations you're fucked nigga I'm Raiden, yeah
I'm faster than lightening but not a sprinter
Running relays this is just a give me cause I'm always up first place, shit
Feeling complacent, uhm
I'm never high, I'm never too low
Nothing satisfies me if I'm driving need a two door
Plus two more
Only for the kids I need a few doors to open my flow is potent regardless
I out shine rappers on beats this what a star is
Try harder my nigga
I be throwing darts on top of darts the art of a pitcher I'm painting well
This isn't Regal for motion pictures
A nigga feel mid-evil act illegal when God is missing
Im feeling like I'm Curry the way I'm feeding y'all Bible scriptures, I'm chef made
Automatic when the threes made
Niggas filletin' but you know this ain't a mistake
Niggas keep playing cause we don't cut away for replays, the God
Two stepping in these Nik' checks
And I ain't place a pen to write yet I'm feeling righteous
Niggas always say they got the heat to make the speakers blow
I just carry heat to make these stupid niggas tippy toe, self made

Stool pigeons get they tooth missin from the pool stick end
Move hittin we just move different recluse from dealin with you goose niggas
Spittin loose scriptures who did it dirtier than Harry play your role

Well I'm the all star shooting guard
The underground superstar
Difference between myself and rap niggas
Is that I'm prolly in a newer car
Finna take it super far
Dicking down a cuter broad
In the game I'm too involved
Slicker than a can of oil while dripping off penny loafers
Heart of a lion militant mind state of any soldier
If you don't know well then they should've told you
Whoever sleeping on me please hand them niggas a cup of Folgers
The best part of waking up is Folgers in your cup
They say my shit out of this world man a nigga so solar
I got plenty of sons but I ain't been pushing no strollers
A nigga so colder like ten below Fahrenheit
In the booth I choose violence on a random night
Spend the wheel of fortune like I'm Vanna White
And I don't even demand the hype
Niggas copy the drip but never wear it right
Dinero be that nigga never slipping on my pumpin'
Funny thing is
You think that's really money that y'all getting
Y'all tripping

Stool pigeons get they tooth missin from the pool stick end
Move hittin we just move different recluse from dealin with you goose niggas
Spittin loose scriptures who did it dirtier than Harry play your role
Or the tool shiftin
Aiming coming straight up at yo door
Leave your crew missin my platoon wit it
Never scared to doin it the most
Poppin pourin up some moe til my cup runneth ov-
I never sold, or sell myself shorter than my pinkie toe
Even if them labels talkin paper shit I'll never fold
Less it's beneficial to my image and my moral code
Got my soldiers with me when together ain't no terror dome
We raising hell, til my folks prevail and take over the globe
Gee$ gon let'em know
D gon let'em know
Munee gon let'em know
Anytime the trumpet blow
This that revelations flow
Beginning to the end
Ain't no saving y'all no miracles
When you in a jam
Fuck
Let me hear that



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Writer(s): Deangelo Edmond
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