magnifique paroles
Picture bloodbaths and elevator shafts
Like these murderous rhymes tight from genuine craft
Check the print, it´s where veterans spark the letterings
Slow moving MC´s is waitin for the editin
The liquid soluble that made up the chemistry
A gaseous element, that burned down your ministry
Herbal vapors, and biblical papers
Smokin Exodus, every square yard is plush
Fuck the screw-faced photo sessions facial expression
leaves impressions, try to keep a shark nigga guessin
Give crazy shouts Son here´s the outcome
Cut across the semi-gloss rhymes you floss
Shit is outdated, just like neckloads of Sterlings
Suede-fronts, bell-bottoms, and tri-colored Shearlings
I ain´t particular, I bang like vehicular homicides
on July 4th in Bed-Stuy
Where money don´t grown on trees and there´s thievin MC´s
Who cut-throat to rake leaves
They can´t breathe, blood splash, rushin fast
like runnin rivers, I be that whiskey in your liver