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Hustle And Flow
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Outerspace Feat. King Syze
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[Scratching] Planetary It’s the son of a systematic addict, coming from the space cabinet My larynx is more like a clarinet To clarify my clarity, I give syllables of solidarity till rap wants to marry me I propose with a gun and a rose Inside of Paradise City, with thunderous flows My [bad word] s so dope it’s numbing your nose I tussle with foes, I hustle and flow, you know? It’s the coming attraction, 10th wonder Deer hunter, I vibe to the sound of the funky drummer Marinate over snares and kicks Prepare to be ripped apart because it’s rare I miss And if for some strange reason my shot’s off I spit, change the seasons, burn them like hot sauce I vice grip the mic stand for no apparent reason transparent demon with God’s lifespan [Hook] x2 Uh, this [bad word] is hot for real Even if cops on the block we get it poppin’ still All that you pop that you hot, [bad word] you’re not for real Who got it locked on the block, like we got no deal! Crypt the Warchild Ya’ll niggas can’t see me, lift your brim up Unless you want to see your man lift your limbs up You’re talking to a man, sonny lift your chin up It’s a sin if I let your skin scuff my Timbs up See, me and Plan, we penetrate the block We leave dead bodies and decorate the plot We husky Puerto Ricans we vegetate your knot Feast or famine [bad word] escalate your crops We in the land where men can’t registrate their Glocks The world got shook they got the head of state to watch Time keeps slipping we let it escape the clock So when we get it poppin’ we hesitate to stop I’m waving a blade, I’m scrapping my plate, I’m hungry I’m breaking away, escaping the pain, ya’ll love me You saying my name, I’m breaking your frame, it’s ugly I fatally reign, I’m staining your dame, I’m gully [Hook] x2 King Syze Yo, I’m young cannon blastin’ with the mind of an elder I move a box of trees like the Legend of Zelda Man, and I don’t know what to tell ya’ I ain’t your pops homie, I ain’t the [bad word] that failed ya’ To rap with me, gotta be ready to blast with me Tackle the city, crack the Da Vinci, master the gritty I’m shackled in Philly, actually I’m locking it down Your Fu-Fu flows ain’t nothing but spare change in this economy now Compared to us, send to battle with flares I must In certain situations I ain’t scared to bust It goes my fam and my music I’m plannin a movement to take advantage of anything that’s ever branded in music So every time we drop, pop your gat to the ground I’m a ring leader, trust me I ain’t [bad word] with clowns And anyone who want to hate like be my guest I’ma aim for your head like I ain’t seen that vest, homie [Scratching]
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