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[Verse: Stide Prince]
I put the weed down cause my bars high
I put the drink down cause my rhymes drunk
Swag on a mili feel like I could dunk
Kidnap your favorite rapper stick em in the truck
When I write it I don’t think yall could grasp it
Easy to twist your girl its like tossing salad
In the booth like I’m trying cast a ballot
Them rappers doing dope man yall listening to addicts
Well to each his own these thoughts done came from the preachers home
This all me so I walk alone
And friends temporary like a loading zone
So I use em for the time being
I’m at the basket cause they put no D in
2014 all the the criminals fleeing
And you dont got no eye balls just to fucking see it
Thank God for the talent cause its heaven sent
And I’m a use it for the betterment
Right before a get a wipe that’s peppermint
Same color of the bitch hair off the fifth element
I hope that shit ring bells
I hope you learn that pussy it could break spells
Robin Givens Im just waiting to Exhale
Stide Prince on the XXL
Picture that matter fact invision that
On this day quote this rhyme you could bring it back
My nigga Dreams said he got me
Told em go back to sleep nightmares is sloppy
Trying get me spins like a disc jockey
So I could spend more time on my shit properly
Im trying be the cream of the crop
Tell why these lames just praying that I flop
Where Im from niggas guns looks like Black OPS
Only way Im going back is in a black box
Lets hope God forgive all the rappers
All the ones who will give their ribs up for their kids
Lost their family cause the road is their crib
Lost their family cause the road is their cribs
Cause the road is their crib
They lost they family cause the road is their cribs (Thats Fucked Up)
[Hook: Stide Prince]
I Had federal nightmares… and I ain’t even do shit
Let me say a prey up in first class
While I got this real nigga radio on blast
They trying shoot my niggas
They trying recruit my niggas
Im trying bring the truth to my niggas
Bishop I got the juice for my niggas
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