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This Is It feat. Truthos Mufasa & Yussuf Maleem

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah This is it, this is it, this is it This is it, this is it, this is it This is it, this is it, this is it This is it, man's gone dark in the gut Indulgence never been really a friend to the good Got a lot of problems that need de-bogging Deep in the mist, yo, the hood stays robbing Blood stained cobbles, thug faced folly Ruptured bodies full of good grade collie It's a must, make money just to run away fully Cause the cats round here don't walk, they scurry Gully glamorous, hood chic Polyamorous with ghetto mystique We love fast cause the hate comes quick Move like rats on a wayward ship Us faceless kids still breaking ribs For the sake of chips, stay based in the bits Shadows of kings but the hood's like gallows in swing You know it's coming brother This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it I'm out the world like the Death Star Still shining when it's lights out Don't think that I can't get dark like the Reaper with the scythe out I'm Devil Gang, I'm blind, Makaveli got it tatted on him I was touring for a month and now I'm going back to shotting Living nasty like a criminal or gangster goblin Want that cream like Baskin Robbins Keep a stack up in my pocket Lay 'em down, they're asking for it Light 'em up just like the chronic My trap house just like a florist So high I can see who God is Looking down on a cold mirror I'm out here making bread but getting no dinner Rolling spliffs, taking draws like no winner I ain't taking Ls and I hope that you don't kid up But if you smoking Ls, I might roll with ya Smoke a cone with ya And if you going on a trip, I might stroll with ya My team going coast to coast with the sound So you better get to know nigga This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it, this is it This is it boy, this is it This is it, 'nough clowns in the gutter Shadows where the roaches wouldn't scutter Lando woulda, shoulda, couldn't cause they tried to keep us under We are the lightning and the thunder Taking pieces like a vulture Chase 'em off like a wolf Say they do it for the culture Shit, we do it for the cult and to keep our bellies full Like Inns in the Bible Mug a student and we call it survival Start a movement, they try follow the revival But can't bring the cameras in the Hood cause the insurance ain't liable Nah, and it's the end of the line, went too deep Better stay woke cause the crooks don't sleep Keep your phone in your jeans cause the crooks here broke Lost sheep don't make it home to Little Bo Peep, no no