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[verseborn]
young homie keeps the 40 on
i’m not talking the chrome
i’m talking malt liquor homes

thicker bones than a pillar that was fixed to hold
the weight of the globe experienced 100 fold

this angry n-gga don’t aim the trigga
leave the heat alone
painting pictures
sicker than pickin
poems out of
a preachers dome

bout to leave them
speakers blown
matta fact get up out
yo seat c’mon

when the beat come on
and the heat gets thrown
he gon break it down
til it decompose

no bed of roses flow is
wetter than the legs of moses
parting the sea pardon me
as i steadily go in

deadly focused notice
letters forever evoking
parts you can’t see but believe
are heavily noted

to change my whole demeanor
first i had to shake the demons off
treat those tryna beat the boss
as apples tryna be the sauce

ain’t no need to reach for
a plague and proceed to floss
people preaching all around the deacon
like his speech is soft

music steady coming
off these sheets like he beatin off
yet everybody seems to think
exactly what he speaking of

if every picture was a pint
of liquor taken in the club
i need a photo finish so my
fam can feel the final buzz

i plan to go out on a beat
cuz i’m too live in the street
obviously – i can go rounds on a beat
i’m not as r-t-rd as you think it’s harder to blink

than to think of something
to say to a n-gga
like a kolishnikoff
spray to a n-gga

blowin the home grown too
grown to play wit a n-gga
so mind ya own go roam
go away from me n-gga

i am on a zone all my own
far away from you n-ggas
so clear the thrown i’m home
it’s been a wait for you n-ggas

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