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Bodega Gospel

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Yeah You know what you get when you put Esoteric With Black and stand in outer space? That's strictly Pharaoh business right there So put your hands on the fucking table Word up Uh, yes, yes, y'all, who rock the best? It's the B-L-A-C, play the strip without rocking A vest I'm saluted in the hood where I'm from In a spot where most of these rap niggas really can't come Moving slow in an M3, feeling like B-I-G Yellow gold Christ, the eyes made of rubies And like Bobby Fischer, strategical moves, B Some play hard, but still lose the game Especially when they chasing money, bitches and fame at the bodega Dope in the back, crack in the front Some dope crack in they blunt Exhale, smooth as string of bell High class clientele, took an indie deal And then I blew off of that shit That's like flipping eight balls to bricks Grinding hard with the wisdoms of master Farad I trap at the bodega like I trap in the yard Corner store, dice ricochet, off a stack of more Back and forth wordplay, niggas trapping up for war Black scully with the black thermal, niggas often mad purple Timberlands is in again, the villains and I'm fast to merk you My circle of thieves disturbing your peace My version of beef is heated to alerting degrees Earth is to feast, every continent is my condiment And every consonant is looking for a vowel to compliment I'm complex and you could tell if you had common sense But that's not rap, shit gotta make some kinda sense I'm a mess if you ain't noticed by now though My foul flow is up there where the clouds go The crowd go ape shit when the curtain open Beethoven bar count, bounce I emerge with a potion But tomorrow, man, it's back to the concrete The block that made me to help me define street Coming from the muscle, add a little hustle On the corner grinding, add it to the struggle Walking over puddles, dodging all the raindrops Trouble in the waters and it's on us till the game stop Coming from the muscle, add a little hustle On the corner grinding, add it to the struggle Walking over puddles, dodging all the raindrops Trouble in the waters and it's on us till the game stop Bodega rap, dutchie in the quarter water Young bull outside looking like he want to slaughter I got the potent product, I fulfill them orders 50 Grand right through the custom borders Give us a little room, why you all up on us? These our last days but can't nobody harm us You's a little buzz, I'm a mushroom cloud I'm a nuclear warhead that will hunt you down For the rock and prowl, pour the rocks is loud Speak easy, drink liquor, pour the rocks right out Put thoughts in the paper, thoughts in the spaceship Parallel universe got me caught in the matrix Spaced out, I can't get back to the basics So it's back to the future where we hustle off bass kicks We in the land of the lost, don't try to trace this My food for thought so big you couldn't taste it Pause Murderous messiah rap, find me in the streets like a tire track I ain't talking Detroit stacks when I be saying y'all some lie sacks But shit, my entire track's a fire trap We mic'd up like wiretaps, I attack like a vampire That's the reason y'all be skating off the scene It's ES and AOTP's the team and we always connect War child on the speed dial playing on the text Got an iPhone app for when I phone app In rap, I'm self-made like the catalog And the only time you G'd up when studio time's freed up My people will beat the beat up I mean well, you better read up We shitting up on your hood and we leaving the fucking seat up Y'all don't want to meet up unless y'all can call your feet up AOTP will heat the street up You got beef? You better speak up We tear your team in half, shake the league up Coming from the muscle, add a little hustle On the corner grinding, add it to the struggle Walking over puddles, dodging all the raindrops Trouble in the waters and it's on us till the game stop Coming from the muscle, add a little hustle On the corner grinding, add it to the struggle Walking over puddles, dodging all the raindrops Trouble in the waters and it's on us till the game stop