They can't stop me, but obviously they can try,
These busta's copy rhymes, like doing time.
Moving lines, fortune inclined,
scorchin' dese dimes, in this fortress of mine.
Portraits of crimes, losing my mind.
back 2 back, years stack, quete's packed,
spades jumbo pack, blunts came wRapped.
Way back in da daze when rollin cad-E-lacs.
Damn de slack, I'm tight as a noose,
Battlerap to scatter cats, they die where they choose.
If this is all that life's got to offer
then I'm grabbing my glock to empty coffers.
Rebound from the motherfucking g-town
1. 3. we down, South Side thrown ZZZ's now.
Zippin' O.z.'s like slippin' M C' S,
Trippin' on me? Cause I Made history, slanging C. D.'s,
tel me are you list-en-ing? My diamonds glistening,
Ex hynas missing me, My life's a mystery.
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