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Thelonious, Conway the Machine
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I'm tryna make it from the mud and to this bread today, uhh
Should probably keep a heater on my person 'fore these niggas leave me
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Sliding out the crib as I observe the block
It's wicked on the ends them schemers creeping by the curb a lot
That's why I'm out the way and in my purpose tryna earn my spot, I'm next up in my city give a fuck if you dun' heard or not
Thelon is back outside and now these nerds ain't got the nerve to drop, Cause' niggas know I cook that kind of crack that make 'em squirm a lot
I'm Magic in his prime the way I serve the rock
It's summer season nigga, be advised
Could probably feel the heat around my side before it seem to rise
I walk this land of shadows seeing demons with the evil eyes
Lamping with my fleet of guys, you come for smoke then we ablidge
Killers and robbers gon' plot in the 'jects, when tensions rise
In a second it get live if you caught in the flesh, finna test ya pride
Won't never be no option to stop and assess
Like "run me them pockets you pussy nigga this not a request"
The day them niggas come for mine with hopes that they wallet would stretch
I'll be set to squabble with my squad of the best
And I bet we put the problem to rest my nigga
I'm tryna make it from the mud and to this bread today, uhh
Way these block boys is creeping got me paranoid it's fucking with my head today, uhh
Should probably keep a heater on my person 'fore these niggas leave me dead today, uhh
All this trouble on the boulevard I swear to god it's fucking with my head today, uhh
In the 90's we sold crack and cars got hotwired, police scanners saying shots fired
That's every day in my hood bitch, niigas selling yay and getting hood rich
Fiends hit my yay said "that's some good shit", that bitch ate my dick said "that's some good dick"
I got some extras out so that's a good whip, gang stood over a nigga gave him a full clip
You niggas' pussy doing all that fucking wuffing, we don't give no fuck nigga no fucking cushion
They don't want Machine red button pushing, niggas jumping out of your bushes while you wasn't looking
Uh I'm in my bag I'm doper than ever, we ain't ducking rep we want smoke with whoever
A hundred mil' is closer than ever, feel like my plan is coming together
Machine
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