featuring A.G. O.C. Ghetto Dwellas
[O.C.]
Even if the Chosen One's frozen inside ice
I still rise like the spirit of Christ it's all right
I'm a let you niggas know I'm still nice
With this voicebox made of gold larynx priceless
What the fuck y'all niggas thought?
I done seen niggas sold and bought for what my ancestors fought
Was taught to drop Jewelz (Word life!)
You will respect mines or else feel the fragments of gunshot shells
I will rock well for the rest of my days on this God-forsaken planet
Splitting niggas wigs like I'm slamming 'em on granite
Niggas can't manage whether Jamacian, Hatian
Dominican, white, or Spanish
Fuck all that freestyle shit, I think shit out
If it's coming from the top, make sense of what you're talking about
[A.G.]
The E&J got me wetter than a nigga hit with a nine Beretta
Your rhymes is dope, but mines is better
Let us divide this cheddar, O.C. and us three
Tighter than niggas that did time together
It's only right we shine together
I'm a rhyme forever, while you the worst
I see it now: I'll be an old cat with a fat verse
Unless these streets get me first, want a few mil
But y'all can never give me what I'm worth, we got the flavas
I'm whipping honey shit, the cherry Blazer, my pen is real
You feel the blood touch the paper, cause now I know it
And I'm a blow it like I knew it for years
Like my peers through childhood
Was a wild hood, did anything a broke black child could
Even robbing and stealing, but that's not foul, that's the hood
Even money knew it when he cracked a smile and passed the goods
Ayo the theme is to stay sick and have 'em fiend
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