95 Till Infinity

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And we smoking, toking, potent herb
 Preaching spoken words that might just poke your nerves
 Hope you ain't scared
 My jeep go skrrt
 I peep the obscured, and what ain't normally easily to observe
 I swear I'm born abnormally absurd
 If I give you a piece of mind you've been disorderly disturbed
 That's my word
 Similes and verbs, now I'm eating
 Retreating for seconds and thirds, y'all niggas seasoned
 Don't worry what we ate, you don't want that plate
 I combine yours with my quake, and make the earth shake
 Supernatural disaster on you half-ass rappers
 Pass the herb to an actual pastor
 Word to the black lip bastard
 I drop knowledge like a Five Percenter
 Every time I drop a line, it touch like five placentas
 Schooling your offspring
 Drop heat all spring and stay hot for five novembers
 I think y'all niggas lost me
 95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines
 Women with no identity signs
 They can't get my lines, used to give a fuck you could find
 95 til infinity time, we in disguise behind enemy lines
 And i just kill it everytime
 
 Instead of lead slugs, I spreads the love
 Like a bed bugaboo does I'm in the W with your lovable slut
 I'm in the walls while you bugging her up
 I'll do your girl like this beat, straight fucking it up
 Y'all niggas nothing to us
 This feels like nothing to us
 Son, taught your daughter how to bust a nut for fun
 Recollect and collect the funds
 When she see the sun spit the proceeds when i cum
 '99, till infinity beyond
 Hold my peace full of energy till my enemies be gone
 Until then it gets in my vicinity gone
 Peep the melody we on
 But they don't know the remedy to these songs
 Basic necessities on how to be put on
 Cause they see my team, we strong
 Beastcoast ain't your region
 If you get dropped you can't be jawed
 They wanna know whose shoulder we leaning on
 But all we do is show them who we leaning on
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 Cause' they will never stop for a young black male
 Black mailed in braille that means what he felt
 And the very reveal could appeal
 Put you on the Alcatrap trail or railroad to hell
 Oh well, some of us is taught there is hell
 The other source is lost and no source of wealth
 Roots of all evil, the highest stars Evel Knievel
 I see through people's door
 The world may never know, how my third pupil show
 And cognito and cognitos flow
 And i don't throw subs, i throw torpedos
 The Don, not Cheadle, these dogs?
 Afro punk festivities
 This for my niggas that's lying with queens Nefertiti
 Waking up to pyramids and big kitties
 Gold soul theory, but what is life really
 

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Duration
04:27
Tempo
76 BPM

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