lirik lagu dark nirvana - latarion milton
[verse1: reign eterno]
a yo tilique i played the scene and rolled the dice like monopoly /
feds is on top of me get the f— off my property /
boardwalk park place they thought it was a game /
brand my name like poverty in the hood bring pain /
tilique and reign got em fumbling running in new lanes /
mumbling under breath mad that they can’t do the same /
sick of the same slave ship ish, whips and chains, gets insane, /
the f— is wrong with my brain /
i still got a fetish got a fetish for rocking whips and chains /
reign and tilique spit sick sl!ck rick and big daddy cane /
lyrical k!llaz with range all we gotta do is aim / crank the b-ss up /
lace up the track with heat speak flames /
check the make up of my dna written in my veins /
this the wake up, for all y’all rappers trying to entertain /
its what i do best / hugh hef, harder than ever /
my arts getting better i never come false with the letters /
partially fed up with rats trying to chomp at my cheddar /
death delivered quicker than liquor direct to your liver /
no piece of the cake for fakes who ain’t pulling their weight /
hate that i’m here act like its some kind of mistake /
take this chance to bow in the presence of masters delivering messages /
back with the essence of royalty stepping on peasants and /
never been less than a monster with lyrics we k!lling them /
music we bumping ain’t nothing but polished who feeling him / did it without them /
dollars i’m bout em, a lyrical fountain i’m drowning anybody who doubt him /
i got my city on my ball cap, catch me in the all black / fall back, spit lyrical bullets until your skull crack
[hook]
yo its that hood rat sh-t /
empty out a fool clip spit /
mothaf—as lungs is rusty /
latarion milton /
aryn secret societies built him trust me /
sometimes i despise of weed / at ease private /
ignorance is bliss /
i be on -ss and hips like a plies hit /
knocked like a clarion deck /
eject chicks from the car / cold world /
you holdin your girl under aquarian stars /
ya’ll handcuffin and marrying broads /
f— your chrome rims / we on two tone tims /
shows out of town / we getting flown in /
respond back sippin cognac on a plane first cl-ss /
take a verse aim and disperse p-ss the bullsh– /
peace to my people lock down /
pressin they bunks with no weapons in the trunk like t.i. /
my people smoke and leave weed in the sky /
and believe when they die the reappear /
like fake stones in a mothaf—as ear /
like cubic zircons , throw away cells phones /
we chrome children / tryna bone three rosetta stones /
in two different time zones
[verse2: tilique]
a look i wonder if the gods give me a try /
ima gonna ride stupid like t.i.? /
you’sa fool if you don’t think hip hops like high school /
and you could slide off of varsity just like ja rule /
there ain’t no time to celebrate /
i’m in the room with a pen, while ya’ll ni–as sippin 40’s and meltin blunts straight to the face /
i’m just tryna change the way my teams living /
our seeds is our beginning feeling like im gene simons way i delt on base /
just felt on case /
and got to boxin like johnny cochran /
leavin the da with no oxygen /
you know my doctrine / words of mike tyson /
every man got a plan till he get hit in the mouth /
my ni–as drop a brick in the south /
hustlen like he got licenses /
and the wallets say bad mothaf—a /
i’m feelin like im mos def in ruckess /
tryna get to them gold digging b—es f— these cluckers /
most of my ni–as still swiggin liquor /
and be getting mad whenever you try and take they picture, since the fictured in crime /
cause how you gonna shake grams and be on gang land /
contradictions is a anti-mobsters mission /
out in dmv you could end up with the fishmen /
no more keeping the drug stash in the dorito bag over by the fence end /
and this that wired tap rap, so i could give a f-ck who’s listening /
how the h-ll you ball!? /
copin all your jwelz in a mall at a kiosk /
i’m at a mosk dark science /
still hold an alliance with grandma’s gods at odd frequencies of lower levels /
i use to compromise with the devil /
on tour with liquor stores none of my bottles eye level /
for my chain the devil compromises metal /
i was luke warm till god ask me to recruit for him /
said i’d get back to him /
later showed up with a pen, was like na, but ill shoot for him /
so now my lyrics is pourin like white russian /
and i could give a f— about your fake-up watch and ice crushin /
your life l-stin / i spit sh-t into existence that you’re never touchin /
young mc i’m teflon /
my ni–as pump like exxon with x on em /
and i could see the death on em
[hook]
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