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Thirsty Fish

Bronze Nazareth, Raekwon, Wu-Tang Clan
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Kevlar on the beat Yeah, yo, I'ma let it soak in like some Good soup on these niggas for a minute, man Uh-huh, you know what it is With the Sparky Anderson in the building, baby Give me that one more time, man Yeah, let it flow like a white owl above your senses, man Blow out your senses like a white owl, baby Aight Yo, my soul'll glisten, Jackie Joyner flow drifting More shit than a pigeon, Buddha make 'em television Blu-ray precision, blow Maraz out your engine Not to mention my enrichment make powder glow Long arm pro, one apple split your avocado Green cap, penny top rap, catwalk a model Tyra Banks, Queen Sheba, meet her, swallow liters Crawl across burning desert mounts of Helen Feaver Toast with a blunt, call me golden retriever Green paper on tap like oxygen to hydrogen features This be my nitroglycerin thesis Or it's duct tape, white doves and death to the speaker Find my luck late, eat gloves, mix OJ with ether See the dope game, it's the same as flora ether Know my waist got worms the size of nine millimeter I treat her how I treat her, liter after liter Smoke cedar after cedar, still breathalyze cleaner Than a twelve-step leader, bronze man on the sand Never turn to Tina or parakeeta Right hand on the heater, knowing I barely teeter Haha, what up? Call me Prince Charles, my mother stay rocked up Glocked up, rocking a gun umbrella, size eight Clark Love to dance, weed, sneakers and speakers Flying wide beaches, pour shots, Mr. Azul rocks That's me, new flame, a double XL Jag Baby blue nozzles, see on Nina Shoot like the new and improved military machine rap Magazines jump off clean racks Wipe out the spouse, bag up Welcome to the house of flying daggers where niggas get grabbed up Snatched like an actress, act up The van with the old man driving with the hammer, that's Black Pudd Slut niggas go up in your bitch butt Owe that money, we coming at your ass like Michelle You gon' die, nigga, you won't lie I figured I could help you, my homie, you won't ride