Exhibit Y (feat. Crazy DJ Bazarro)

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When I was up and in my teens clubbing the scene
 Drove a gold Sebring called it a yellow submarine
 Rocking Custom made T's hustling just to supplement my fees
 Not too far from our government of thieves
 If it was up to me
 All these politicians out of here
 Corrupt system of blood suckers rush these killers out of here
 Trump types out of here, all these judges out of here
 Neighbors sending me threats telling me it's getting loud in here
 They can go to hell and get the fuck out of here
 Smoking black and milds drunk Daily was routine
 Hitting Adams Morgan up
 14th and U street
 Cedric have the two seat tita had the beamers
 Phenom broke out Lexus before the court subpoenas
 Head up to Potomac at Malick's crib was chilling
 Alonzo Mourning's neighborhood freak chicks in the building
 Ritz and DC live was popping Tupac D
 Dominique Moxie I was 15 belligerent and cocky
 Heading to the back to the embassy, women in the car seat
 There was Yankee Boy, Ron Deberrie contrarily to popular belief
 Most the action happened on the street
 Prostitution was in full effect these girls were turning tricks
 We was at school next day and we wasn't learning shit
 Unapologetic it was ours for us to get it
 And anything less would means we would be raising Armageddon
 Charlottesville to Philly
 King of Prussia, Delaware
 Tolerance for liquor high we drunk and still we well aware
 We was on the come up traps were hidden everywhere
 They sell us fear yet they scared of our melanin and hair
 Our intelligence athletics and our flair
 Cause my culture and my heritage is rare
 Camouflaging their intentions
 Underneath the mask that they wear
 I swear, it seemed I would escape death weekly
 Scoop Life in PG county then we would jet to DC
 After hour spots we let the food absorb the liquor
 Dodging DUI's paranoid, when the lights would flicker
 Yall were crazy, running around like
 At the Eye Bar with Tita, Tony Kitrell and Marlon
 Brawling with Allen Iverson's bodyguards in the process
 A Belvy bottle broke, blood was flowing on the carpet
 Chicks were screaming
 We were throwing wild blows in the darkness
 Woke up in my apartment like "did that really happen?"
 Couldn't snap out of that reality I was attracting
 Infatuated by entertainment and the life of rapper
 Brothers had some talent and we just want to tap in
 Oh my God!
 How you still alive?
 They call me Po the Leg emperor
 Fuck that!
 Call me Po the leg Tesla
 Leg the pro wrestler
 Po the Leg excellence wreck a set on the regular
 Extra-terres' embezzler my weapons got the best of ya
 They slept on the beloved, methods I got a plethorah
 You ain't really tough, when nobody standing next to ya
 You yelling what?
 Bruh, you prey or a predator?
 Calling a vic' a prey what happens when they arresting ya?
 At the church praying with the man who oppress ya?

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Duration
04:27
Key
6
Tempo
82 BPM

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