BIRTH

DVRST Bad for bad, but they get check When I pop up, I enter my sweet stance Drugs lookin' like the shop you be at Previewed the seller, he never gon' be back Packed that, with Audemars on my hands now Clash like the sweat of the lightning when they black Crash, we descend in a circle, you can't pass Fires turn with the glimmer, they set a big break It's raining, they in the dark, I don't pretend fittin' We break in it, don't speak, please, a minute Pickin' in the skies, the private isn't rentin' Attracted to the smiles, I'm sellin' stacks of the day Get it right from the night, drinkin' Spidey jelly Spellin' out, sayin', "Sick of lies, too bad" Crawl up in your hands, then my mind gets in it Watch where you walk, don't come far, where you get sniffin' Switchin' in my pulse, and the skeleton break off Be quiet with your lies, and the genital tissue Break it down, watch your handle it, I'm breakin' the aim at you Hands in my pockets, I'm watchin' 'em out the sockets Turn them into mugs, they dirty, but they look awful Droppin' in the pen, ain't no record, can't get the option [?] then get kickin', get [?] knock it Pop 'em in the head with the weapon, they can't stop it Stay dropped to the center Creep deep into the rhythm, when I'm stoppin' to settle I'm short on the weather, but they never remember I'm takin' five-seventy-five, surprise 'em, can you break it? Take 'em with the highs, the fives, them high-seventy This is how I break the chain, five-seventy-five-seventy Fold what you did in, you split it because you stand it I just let you get the ballad and rob it, I'm out checkin' Crushed with the doors, the walls, but not rushed Crushed the when I touch, the motherfucker get broke Gushed with the weapons, suppressin' the comfort Hush when I sniff, it did rise and fall Crushed in the earth, and burst like the bubble What a bitch, I'm breakin' bars like us Lickin' that little record, pickin' it up Throwin' drugs in your arm, I'm poppin' it, fuck, it's the bomb Ah, when I pack that heat Everyone get warm on the block, then they freeze Stop with the weather, they drop in the degrees Pop with the chamber, my chamber open All stocked in the brains with the silver scepter Anybody out there, come and ripped Dump it every time, be proud, like I said Play your whole game like an instrument Pants on the box, nothing not to fly I switched the position from the nine to five I'm 45 degrees and I can't stay straight I ain't skating in the sewers, 'cause I'm used to being great Got the book of the dead in my dresser Think about life and it ain't any better I laid a .44, live my better In a shadow with the bars that reach you like venom Race with the bars and I'm out to win it Stepping out my lung, you can drop to the second Married to God, filled with guilt, so I'm taking it Next to the North, we're move to my city Dropping in the minute, I'm breaking, can't get the ticket Dropping in the minute, I'm breaking, can't get the ticket Dropping a dime, and I'm breaking, can't get the ticket Dropping in the minute, I'm breaking, can't get the ticket