As The World Keeps Turning
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As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
I flow like CDs in the deck
Mush fools in the face that lack respect
Protect your armpits from the funk
I deodorize the musty
Your rhymes are crusty
And you can't bust Gs
So leave me alone
I'm in the zone
Walking the streets on my own
And get blown
Some niggas say that nigga Where is gone
But I'm low in the cut and got a microphone
Are you gonna bust or play bones?
You motherfucking clone
Get off that nigga's style and get your own
It's Miscellane and it's on again
For the niggas that slept they should have stayed in step
And kept your big fucking mouth shut
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
I woke up with a stomachache, headache, backache
Advil, Tylenol, Pepto
Slept so long realized my world is wrong
My world is gone like disco
Throwin' up Cisco in my commode
Standing in back of me was my soul
Thinking of the easiest way to get a bankroll
Knowledge is herb in the bowl
Exhaust manifold
A tall can of O's to lubricate my system quick
Shake you bitches off the dick
Bitch you got a vice grip on the flow from my lips
I'm slow but equipped with the proper tools
Show me the one talkin' shit so I can drop a fool
I mop and glow a niggarole who think he Mr. Clean
Come back on the scene and smoke a Philly G
I really dream of gettin' mine
Now let me tell you what silly mean
Fuckin' with my team is murder one
I heard a gun bustin' shots
Down the block
I guess a nigga gettin' what he got
Shit is heavy like a medicine ball
From broke niggas to smoke niggas
I puff one for y'all
That made your last phone call
To a trick that didn't even care
'Cause she was gettin' fucked somewhere
You're stuck in there
Now you wanna bust, nigga, now you wanna kill
Nigga how you feel?
You can't try to be real
Shit is for real
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
I'm cooler than most
But I got the shorter temper and I'm foolin' the foes
That don't know how it goes
Let's take it back to the first sack
When you was a new jack
And jockin' my new track
But you was wrong
Didn't know about the dick long
Head strong
Nicknamed Dab from off the schoolyard
With a teenage group
I'm turning loops to tracks
Me and my niggas like
(These tracks are laced with bomb weed and tight lyrics)
You wanna know what the hoes used to do
When me and my crew came bustin' through
All sorts of blunts and brew
(Uneable to find, the gift too swift, Miscellane is the crew)
Underground till my brown eyeballs turn blue
This is for the bitches and niggas that wanna front
I smoke on
I'm broke on till I spoke on
Miscellane packin' shows like Farrakhan
Where it's on another level
With two niggas that's on the same plateau
Now that's three times your tightest flow
And three times your tightest track
Three times your fattest sack
Three times as clever
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
As the world keeps turning
Chronic keeps burning
This ain't no street sermon
These niggas are determined
Thou shall rest in grief
Who lay buried in the dirt
Failure to put in work
Leaves bodies scarred and hurt
Who art in hell
Where the next man dwells
The place where stanky pussy
And crack rock dwells