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got my rims from afghanistan

bout to wrap it up..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

pakistan

might jump ship with 400 grand

i can cop some ice..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

avalanche

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They shot your partner, you ain't shoot back
Aye my nigga where your heart at
Coup painted, Flat Black
With an f'in go click clack
That's the sound of us lurkin'
Outside of your trap
Outside of your bitch house
Outside of your momma house
Outside of the club
Chillin' at your concert
Shootin' 'til my fingers hurt
Waka Flame

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It's like 6 milli ways to die my nigga choose one
Doomsday comin' start investin' in a few guns
New gats, booby traps, and bazooka straps
Better play your cards right, no booster packs
Everybody claim they used to rap
But these ain't even punchlines no more, I'm abusing tracks
Leaving instrumentals blue and black

I'm in Marty McFly mode, so tell em' that the future's back
Riding on hoverboards, wiping out motherboards
Started spitting fire cause my motherfuckin lung is scorched
King Arthur when he swung his sword
A king author I ain't even use a pen in like a month or four
I had a hard time writing lyrics

Now I'm way over heads, science fiction
You can try and get it, my man the flyest with it
With a mind of fine of interest for your finest interests
They say hard work pays off
Well tell the Based God don't quit his day job

Cause P.E's about to take off
With protons and electrons homie that's an A-bomb

Fuckin' ridiculous
Finger to the president screamin' "fuck censorship!"

If Obama got that president election
Then them P.E. boys bout to make an intervention

Fuck what I once said, I want the blood shed
Cause now-a-days for respect you gotta pump lead

I guess Columbine was listenin' to Chaka Khan
And Pokémon wasn't gettin' recognized at Comic-Con
It's like we've been content with losin'
And half our students fallen victim to the institution
Jobs are scarce since the Scientific Revolution
And little kids are shootin Uzi's cause its given to 'em
Little weapon, code name: Smith and Wesson
And you'll be quick to catch a bullet like an interception
If your man try and disrespect it
Send a message and it's over in a millisecond

Nigga

 

 

RIP CAPITAL STEEZ Though. Bar was cray.

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