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Ten Crack Commandments (One Take/Remix)
*I DO NOT OWN RIGHTS TO THE INSTRUMENTAL*
LYRICS:
ayo…
you could tell it’s my time and you don’t need a wrist-watch
my shit-hot, what you spit,-flop
nigga this is hip-hop
my writs-got, dope in a ziplock
nope, you don’t pop a smith-cocked
you tryna ‘hit-top’ ‘off tik-tok’
for six-figures, talkin’ like you grip-triggers
i ‘split-spitters’
‘put suckers’ ‘on the rachet’
it’s ‘lip-filler’
get skrilla taking-ya-green
‘block busters,’ (blockbusters) ‘act out’
and ‘shooting clips’
‘how i’m making-a-scene’
niggas praising-the-schemes
‘steel loaded,’ i’m ‘raising-the-beam’
‘punches so hard’ ‘they breaking-ya-screen’
I’m just-mean;
‘cut-clean’ like ‘the blow-tested’
so-tempted,
‘shot suppressors’ ‘for weight’
‘like ozempic’
‘no-restin’, i gotta get it like right-now
‘old english’ ‘on the paper’ that’s a ‘light-thou’
load one in the chamber,
fore’ i let this pipe-blaow
‘run in,’ (runnin’) ‘a jumpy bald head,’
it’s ‘mike-pow’ (mike powell)
wow, i gotta-see-ya;
‘smoking’ ‘without a lotta-reefa’
cock-a-heater
‘see bam blam;’ ‘onomatopoeia’
i do it for my momma, commas n’ that’s-it
the gat-spit ‘what you frontin’ over’
til’ you ‘back-flip’
we stacked-chips fore’ the ‘crack-hits,’
‘used these rounds’ ‘to make a classic’
‘every line’ ‘i take,’ ‘come off smacks-script’
so don’t think you could fuck-with-the-kid
it’s still free all my brothers that got stuck-on-a-bid
we was wylin out, bad-expressions
mad-extensions, mags-and-weapons,
had-a-wesson since a adolescence
scold-niggas for them gold-figures,
we ‘hold-triggers’
shoot-a-tec ‘like mucinex’
‘a cold-killer’
my flow-realer it’s been said-to-see
bam gon make it, this is just my destiny
own-my-spot, and than build up the legacy
they tryna ‘clone-the-top’
but you’ll never-be ‘ahead-of-me’ (a head)
i got-the-recipe, fuck a remedy
you hear bams name for bars… not-a-melody
glocks-the-specialty;
do you greasy, my-way
need the easy,-high-plays
‘one button,’
‘switch the body,’
‘freaky-friday’
my young soldiers is providers, quarter-riders
‘loaded’ ‘on treys’ (entrees)
i ‘order-sliders’
and they’ll get ya where i’m from
niggas shot-many
i pray god show me mercy
cause i don’t got-any
i ‘drop dimes’ and you ‘drop-pennies’
now all these bitches wanna be-mine
i decline, you’ll never see-shine
‘at ya neck’ like a ‘V-line;’
‘tagged,’ is a ‘free-sign’
‘stop playin’ dickhead, ‘press rewind’
written/preformed by me
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