Hashashin

[Verse 1: Meyhem Lauren]

Still in the spin like baggage claim, a savage aim

My niggas had the cane so you know we had to gain

Shit, we could of had the game, fuck it I'm good though

All I need's a hot plate, wife, and a good ho

I'll kill you with a block of ice and melt the evidence

You wasn't shit, me doing that is like benevolence

The fly shit I block can give life to dead presidents

Blow a few stacks and have 'em run up in your residence

See blacks, browns been eatin' sea bass oscar

Lookin' like my family reunion

Now we sippin' wine like we takin' communion

God bless

No confusion Lord we understand all

Never politic with polic my nigga stand tall

Corduroys all lookin' like our fathers

Soak up sopping, came through holding revolvers

Half my leg covered in suede, I stay paid

Got fam in the county of Dade, I'm from New York though

Talk low, eagle hawk flow, can talk though

He sport low, ancient changed i'm still maneuvering

[Verse 2: Conway]

The MAC or the AK which blicka to use

Fuck it the desert eagle, 4-5th what I choose

Even though the 5th got a little kick when it boom

But I'm used to this shit, I be blickin and smooth

Lift up your roof, pussy nigga when I'm grippin' this tool

Kill every beat I'm on, I consistently do you

Said you sick as me

That don't make sense to me dude

Cause I been nice since elementary school

Lyrically- who fuckin' with me?

I ain't make it on the list, but it's cool

Every verse I write is like a brick of some food

I'm descended, removed industry dudes

The niggas that dress like bitches

And the niggas that figure it's cool

They like Machine, none of these niggas official as you

Cause the shit I rap about is the shit that I do

In real life, if I green light it, missiles gettin' through

Fuck up out of my way, let my niggas get through

Motherfucker