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lirik lagu elite terrorist - organic

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[intro]
it is a fact of technology that it is easier to fly to the moon than to reconstruct a broken egg
something organic has been destroyed
something new must be built

[verse 1: main flow]
swarms of cargo down in cuba with the arms in bargo
key largo had our forms in fargo
cash flow like he interviewed castro
fast though, unfortunately, pac got lassoed
tasno, they looking for the mule with the afro
maglo, castro, down to a half~o
and now they wilding, havana styling where they dialing
no more smiling, they on the island, single filing
the margins meaner, they flying cl!cks to argentina
with hard demeanors to perform in large arenas
copping autos, swapping lottos for floor models
pouring bottles, hopping ferry boats to coronado

[verse 2: crunch ex]
to 91, a fresh soldier type n~gga
beating down the dough with them hard knocks like jigga
back then my disposition was rougher than brooklyn
i would get you open just to let the crooks in
had to get mine, cuz between the papers it’s a thin line
drop a verse quicker than a n~gga drop a dime
yo, i was about nine when i bagged my first dime
it was just me and t. wilder style at the time
i never thought it was possible
for a n~gga that young to carry a roscoe
yo, let’s get this money n~gga
hey yo, let’s get this cash flow
selling fake hash and sn~tching radios
spin the dough quick, already down to fifth
with some og n~ggas on some wild irish sh~t
so now i’m like f~ck it, i drop rough and rugged
thanks to flippin lj for dubbing it
[chorus]
we must succeed, feel the dutch when we
leave the house and the keys, bank trusts are deceased
must succeed, mics bust indeed
if it ain’t rhyme then it’s crime, what we trying to feed

[verse 3: donte]
i know the success, don’t sell your soul for less
get pressed when sh~t’s stressed, and wanna go slit flesh
get dressed, put on your game face, we running the same race
gain grace, much less success at the same pace
respect my namesake, hate when i aim great
believe in the chief, claim state, a slain weight
indeed i’ll succeed, rather cash in these
i’m my mother’s last seed, daddy absentee
so i roll my life up, in many sacks of weed
put on my thinking cap and roll rats for greed
yes greed, but my family need
got aunts cracked out, uncles hooked on speed
grandma can’t read, other uncle got freed
he did a ten year bid, it’s like that n~gga don’t bleed
numb in the heart, you’re all our family coming apart
and they look to me to lead them like i’m cunning and smart
control they dealt, and dad it like they owe they wealth
to they own credit debit, so they sow they self
i’m my brother’s keeper, to others another reaper
i heat seat with street sweepers, and beat speakers
like my non~believing weak teachers
knew i was smart, answer calls to my street features
deep in my heart, i’m a black man unique creature
understand me gotta lead a whole nation to embrace this family
[chorus]
we must succeed, fill that dutch with weed
leave the house and the keys, bank trust in the seas
must succeed, mics bust indeed
if it ain’t rhyme then it’s crime when we trying to feed
must succeed, fill that dutch with weed
leave the house and the keys, bank trust in the seas
must succeed, mics bust indeed
if it ain’t rhyme then it’s crime when we trying to feed


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