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O yeah throw ya hands
In the air
And wave em like
Ya just don't care yeah
Check the pedigree
Its so lovely
Got haters and foes
Below me show me
Love or else get sedated like drugs
With yo body slugged circling in the drain
Causin drain
I'm nasty from neat
I'm Mystic transform
Like Mystique
Styles unique and who can compete
Against the Texas elite
Never been a novice
Always an elite flows in repeat
Got ya soaked up in ya
Seat
Cuz of the way I floss
On the beat
Ya bound to sweat an ultimate threat poetic terrorist
Ain't no justic once I ****** the rhyme crime
Throwing dimes
On pennies that means I'm nine
Steps ahead of you only a few
Could hang with my crew
Straight out the Houston zoo
Choke emcees til they cold blue
Bringing back the old
Out with the new
Skool big cable jewels .and adidas jumpsuits
Ready to serve you like a court sentence
They can't be serious must be delirious I turn furious
Got critics curious
As george as ya engorge
My plate of lyrics hard for ya to clear it
Once I steer it
In ya direction souls stiff as an *******
Make way for the rhyme interjection
Always keep my Smith n Wesson
Just incase death once ya
To learn a lesson send the blessin'
To the sky high so why try
My third eye never seen a t
Sty
We take whole pies **** a slice
Like my shortys ice out wildn out
Htown ***** know what I'm talkin bout
Make hits like ya in a boxing bout
One round with me is like eternity
Krino in me Pac in me Biggie in me
O yea I rap like any far from a guinea
Pig spligs wigs like digs from oil rigs
Puff my e cig so I can get with
The styles that's hard to comprehend I flow like the wind
Come through any entrance
Uh so ya know I'm in try again
Only get served like the rest of em

Uh and that's how we do it
Htown holding crown
Beating suckas by the pound man hold up
SVN Apr 2019
no competition, no hesitation, we never stressin
look in my eyes to see my thoughts and my deep
confessions

no playin games we dont **** w/ lames we just tryna make it.


ain’t w the ride & you can’t decide then your spot is taken.

trial & error i was tryna get her but i got this feelin
stop chasing shortys, you’ll get what’s yours.
no more hearts that’s breakin.

now im immune & they assume what the **** I’m thinkin with conscious thinkin comes contemplatin there’s no mistaking.

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