DrUnK-N-MuNkY

let me talk to 'em

money on my beat so call this a salary track
we getting money over here so push ya salary back
i get paid to eat rappers so you just a salary snack(lol)
action packed,military guns and flow for tracks and intro
as the wind blow,my six fo,breath threw smoke from indo
my lends low,can't see my eyes,can't see my lies
i hide goodies from the feds,they can't see my pies
surprise,a new resurrection,down souf connection
the real niggas meet down here so bring ya weapon
lyrical grim reaper,bitches love the physical slim teacher
i got a couple ill~matics that'll bring forth some ether
leave ya brains split like the wings on jeepers creepers
all rappers is complicated,remember when BIG dominated
shit was real,not some WWF,world wrestling federation
times have to change,cause it seems the time increase the pain
the street is full of commotion,you should stay in a peaceful lane
so the small talk and subliminals need to be put to rest
on the net you dmx,but real life your a lil more kanye west
with your bookbag and notebook paper,and your pencil
i was there,thugged out suit,with no writing utensil
don't speak bout the life i live,you living my shit
wearing my clothes,talking like me,stripping my bitch

and that don't fly

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"Gangsta shit hereditary, got it from my dad
Flow colder than February with extraordinary swag"-Cliff

YoungJ

on the net you dmx,but real life your a lil more kanye west

lol. ill shit