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Intro:<br />Keep your plans on the low<br />Just another chamber, the swarm<br />Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital<br />Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate<br />Be Born, Daddy-O, what up Math?<br />Mickey Mirrors, true blessings<br />For what, X Era<br />Takin it to the clear this year<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Faggots nervous but it's time to dance with night strangers<br />Top rap don, cuz Daddy-O got me the dice game<br />It's reg or not, pockets love Trump Donald<br />Pack your work, move your plans to VA<br />Heat on the lock collar<br />Bite your fingerprints, make the cops nog you<br />98, wait, service applead, rated top dollar<br />Escape jake fakin plot alot hotter<br />Fake snakes smilin right in your face<br />Play this a lot smarter<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />Low avalanche, wobblely stance, ask for rain dance<br />We the same cats blazing your lab<br />Wu-Capone with a love jones, watch me son<br />Global with the local cats that's known trifted in the hell zone<br />Politic, modern Gotti click, <br />Just a matter of time before till Wu-Syndicate lock shit<br />How you stoppin, mega popular, modern mobster<br />Joe Mafia, Jay got me in bicolulars<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Yo snatch run, shoot out, chicken nights how's nice<br />Rule out, silk low valley, Mafia crew house<br />Drink vine, moon shine wine, sip it, fool out<br />Rollin wit a burner no doubt, shorty school out<br />First of all, for the record, Scarface jail cats<br />Cultured by stretch it but name it, rather socialize<br />Eyes never lies, these guys tell me throwing forty Cali's stainless<br />Cuz these empty slugs spit pain, killer<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />Wylin on parole, so been on his rock<br />And Donny race spot it's way hot<br />Son of a spray lock<br />Them mistress said it grazed his neck<br />Collapsing over bar rooms, holding his wounds<br />Yo what the fuck can it take?<br />Brokin glass fallin all on my head<br />Head ringin like Cyrus from bitches screamin<br />Blood on my leg<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Let me catch my breath glock appraise me<br />Feds chase me, toared my jabogs as I hopped the fence<br />Blood on my tongue taste it, son I was big off Remi<br />Even run to me, shorty run up in my spot, don't let<br />the clown kill me<br />High beam helicopter light flash through the blind<br />Cousin what a cat gon do, drippin a man's eye<br />Call down ya kids, smack the screamin bitch<br />Yo relax Myalansky, word it's that teeny snitch<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />What's the purpose, allerkin this search, street merchandist<br />Supeen service, here's dirt to cause the turbulence<br />With lip service, scape jay, down rob handcuff plant to his hand<br />The purchase of the yae yo, take a make though, it's blood money<br />Keep my hands muddy, rakin a lake ice with low money<br />Without a clue of what I wen't through<br />Plus been through, stressing the issue<br />Shell shocked, hidin the pistol<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />The next chapter from the Brooklyn Criminology<br />Should of bought my life in the business, catchin ??<br />We felony, keep tellin these cats get Bills like Bellamy<br />Empires get hit for their chips, you just follow me<br />Gravity, Myalansky, nigga fancy, <br />how real this could get when you're broke<br />Platinum down please, my fam scheme, fuck the po-po<br />Sayin 'do, Daddy-O, Joe Mafia, T-Bone, <br />Make Corleone rush like Phat Farm <br />strong armin withmax chrome<br />Cats know runnin the spot, claimin they clap though<br />Kidnap though, thrown to the hostage, I know this cat knew<br />Snap though, leavin them duct taped, glory was cancelled<br />It's pinzo, eleven o channel cut off his leg slow<br />He begged though, continued to throw it without info<br />Waterd down niggas be frontin, obviously bitch missed since 6 grade<br />Plottin on niggas, shinin their rich ways<br />Get switch bladed, bodies found decomposed, throwed in the ditch grave<br />Moms can't identify shit, was there for six weeks<br />With blood money, frontin out stick's peed<br />Quick way, fuck all the talkin this what my click say<br />Them bitch ate, sweeter than sugar pussy your dick faced<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />I answer this, many late nights, puffin on cancer sticks<br />On hell with this shit, sometimes I feel but I'm trapped in it<br />The x to the, amongst the projects with bang shooters<br />Hard rocks, skippin school to get their brains buddha'd<br />Lame chicks, filthy ass fiends to want the same vicks<br />Stick up cats, robbin for name kicks<br />Game flicks with low fooda<br />I'm forced to blast on these street soldiers with cold shoulders<br />It's hard god metafogics<br />Rumbled in the concrete jungle to stay humble<br />Make my brain tumble, rainin cocaine and rain bubbles<br />Fucking jiggy, we doin it low<br />Stay pissy, sippin g, straight henny gettin bussy with Wu-Synny<br />In the small city, either walk straight, chop weight<br />Heads talkin to much, sending my niggas upstate<br />Ill fate, S U double F o to get shot alive what the F O<br />f o, f o, nigga
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Intro:<br />Keep your plans on the low<br />Just another chamber, the swarm<br />Roll dark and deep, Bobby Digital<br />Wu-Syndicate, Wu-syndicate<br />Be Born, Daddy-O, what up Math?<br />Mickey Mirrors, true blessings<br />For what, X Era<br />Takin it to the clear this year<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Faggots nervous but it's time to dance with night strangers<br />Top rap don, cuz Daddy-O got me the dice game<br />It's reg or not, pockets love Trump Donald<br />Pack your work, move your plans to VA<br />Heat on the lock collar<br />Bite your fingerprints, make the cops nog you<br />98, wait, service applead, rated top dollar<br />Escape jake fakin plot alot hotter<br />Fake snakes smilin right in your face<br />Play this a lot smarter<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />Low avalanche, wobblely stance, ask for rain dance<br />We the same cats blazing your lab<br />Wu-Capone with a love jones, watch me son<br />Global with the local cats that's known trifted in the hell zone<br />Politic, modern Gotti click, <br />Just a matter of time before till Wu-Syndicate lock shit<br />How you stoppin, mega popular, modern mobster<br />Joe Mafia, Jay got me in bicolulars<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Yo snatch run, shoot out, chicken nights how's nice<br />Rule out, silk low valley, Mafia crew house<br />Drink vine, moon shine wine, sip it, fool out<br />Rollin wit a burner no doubt, shorty school out<br />First of all, for the record, Scarface jail cats<br />Cultured by stretch it but name it, rather socialize<br />Eyes never lies, these guys tell me throwing forty Cali's stainless<br />Cuz these empty slugs spit pain, killer<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />Wylin on parole, so been on his rock<br />And Donny race spot it's way hot<br />Son of a spray lock<br />Them mistress said it grazed his neck<br />Collapsing over bar rooms, holding his wounds<br />Yo what the fuck can it take?<br />Brokin glass fallin all on my head<br />Head ringin like Cyrus from bitches screamin<br />Blood on my leg<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />Let me catch my breath glock appraise me<br />Feds chase me, toared my jabogs as I hopped the fence<br />Blood on my tongue taste it, son I was big off Remi<br />Even run to me, shorty run up in my spot, don't let<br />the clown kill me<br />High beam helicopter light flash through the blind<br />Cousin what a cat gon do, drippin a man's eye<br />Call down ya kids, smack the screamin bitch<br />Yo relax Myalansky, word it's that teeny snitch<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />What's the purpose, allerkin this search, street merchandist<br />Supeen service, here's dirt to cause the turbulence<br />With lip service, scape jay, down rob handcuff plant to his hand<br />The purchase of the yae yo, take a make though, it's blood money<br />Keep my hands muddy, rakin a lake ice with low money<br />Without a clue of what I wen't through<br />Plus been through, stressing the issue<br />Shell shocked, hidin the pistol<br /><br />{Myalansky}<br />The next chapter from the Brooklyn Criminology<br />Should of bought my life in the business, catchin ??<br />We felony, keep tellin these cats get Bills like Bellamy<br />Empires get hit for their chips, you just follow me<br />Gravity, Myalansky, nigga fancy, <br />how real this could get when you're broke<br />Platinum down please, my fam scheme, fuck the po-po<br />Sayin 'do, Daddy-O, Joe Mafia, T-Bone, <br />Make Corleone rush like Phat Farm <br />strong armin withmax chrome<br />Cats know runnin the spot, claimin they clap though<br />Kidnap though, thrown to the hostage, I know this cat knew<br />Snap though, leavin them duct taped, glory was cancelled<br />It's pinzo, eleven o channel cut off his leg slow<br />He begged though, continued to throw it without info<br />Waterd down niggas be frontin, obviously bitch missed since 6 grade<br />Plottin on niggas, shinin their rich ways<br />Get switch bladed, bodies found decomposed, throwed in the ditch grave<br />Moms can't identify shit, was there for six weeks<br />With blood money, frontin out stick's peed<br />Quick way, fuck all the talkin this what my click say<br />Them bitch ate, sweeter than sugar pussy your dick faced<br /><br />{Joe Mafia}<br />I answer this, many late nights, puffin on cancer sticks<br />On hell with this shit, sometimes I feel but I'm trapped in it<br />The x to the, amongst the projects with bang shooters<br />Hard rocks, skippin school to get their brains buddha'd<br />Lame chicks, filthy ass fiends to want the same vicks<br />Stick up cats, robbin for name kicks<br />Game flicks with low fooda<br />I'm forced to blast on these street soldiers with cold shoulders<br />It's hard god metafogics<br />Rumbled in the concrete jungle to stay humble<br />Make my brain tumble, rainin cocaine and rain bubbles<br />Fucking jiggy, we doin it low<br />Stay pissy, sippin g, straight henny gettin bussy with Wu-Synny<br />In the small city, either walk straight, chop weight<br />Heads talkin to much, sending my niggas upstate<br />Ill fate, S U double F o to get shot alive what the F O<br />f o, f o, nigga
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