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[Verse 1: Themba Ntaka]
Ain’t with that sucka shit, yo it’s Da Vicecrux
You don’t fuck with me then I bet your life sucks
By design I hold position like you hold grudges
The OG’s buy me 40s cause I’m clearly trusted
Talking money you took stabs, Mercutio
Fuck what it cost, I’m busting traps out the studio
Balling like I never have cause I never will
Put into perspective, it’s past over
Not fluffy shit to keep my past covert
Setting that drunkards wander when that whack rap won’t work
Hunting for the heads of niggas rich off ritual
Faculty fight among the grimey-type individuals
Fuck a foolie you might’ve saw in a movie
I like girls who take puffs and all that good stuff
They always say yo hold your head motherfucker
Who wants to deal with a dead motherfucker
I sneak out the crib to do the deleterious
My distress signal is a war cry, proving I invested little in self
Hands made for holding books but some blows will get dealt
You don’t like me, into the wall, niggas lost the love for climbing
Lack of a better, I think you’re histrionic
Wanting all these favors done yet you won’t see me out
Hear me quick before they breed me out
My dealer, my niggas got me binging
White Owl lifestyle, dependent
Volatile is the mist of existence
They tried to burn my mans, niggas ain’t shit
Shout out to them 2 12 pack infinity nights, 3rd family at the Glen
To my crime committers and rhyme spitters
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