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letra de tookie knows (pt. 2) (remix) - azure the paradox

[verse 1: azure the paradox]
we might die for this sh-t n-gg-
we might die for this sh-t n-gg-
gang banging that gang sh-t
dont worry never been a crip
ten bodies that’s an estimate
look at you you ain’t relevant
im an arrogant escapist
who is celibate but not methodist
its evident i ain’t pessimist
and prevalent for the sediment
she affectionate im benevolent
developing to experiments
too intelligent
no longer a resident of the system
im traveling this distance
its been written
cause cataclysms to an organism with pistols
tookie knows its custom
p-ssed down tradition
motherf-ck compet-tion
i own this position
statistic restricted
worsening condition
lost your existence to ballistics
left sh-t like britain
my symptoms are listed
i need no -ssistance
i surp-ss your wisdom
get pulled like a tooth n-gg-

[hook]
we might die for this sh-t n-gg-
we might die for this sh-t n-gg-
gang banging that gang sh-t
dont worry never been a crip
we might die for this sh-t n-gg-
[verse 2: mantis]
go figure, g-ngb-ngers all around the block
need cigarettes, jump a dude like kangaroos finger on the glock
alarm clock your time is up
slimes and crips so the crime is up
sock a b-tch if she talk back
crips wanna stop the blood like heart attacks
arteries, west coast thats a part of me
from the bay to where the spartans be
g-ngb-ngers live in harmony
f-ck that, you dont wanna see the truth of the matter, where the splatter where you think thoughts into ink blots
you tresp-ssing the spot your -ss getting three shots
no nurses, take coin purses while they drink shots
you join hearsts, sirloin beefing, selling tec no pointburst
up in they grill you getting smoked till your joints hurt
battle to the death who get sent to the void first
point is, dudes is really out here with violent minds
snorting lines and shoot cohorts just to benefit their grin
g-ngb-nging
might die for it
pain draining
light high as sh-t
drugs hidden all around the home
thugs h-tting hoes and getting dome
seeing green like a green screen, no chroma key, the aroma be
cup o noodles, cup of lean, trees, they smoke you into comas g
dopes bringing home the groceries
just providing like he ‘pposed to be
for the ones that mean most to him
tryna get enough to last post mortem
could be on either coast man
cross the country these hood horrors

- azure the paradox

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