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letra de prince akeem - supreme-intelligence

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he said, “i come from a place where they spinning, they shoot your block up
i come from a place where they grinning if you get locked up
i come from a place where they sinning if you ain’t got love
guns in the ‘get well’ car, them sh-ts pop up
i come from a place where you snitching? you get shot up
everybody sent for their bid but it was not us”
don’t know why she thinking i’m tricking because i got up
i told her “bring your own d-mn chicken, b-tch it’s a pileup”
i come from a city like “gimme n-gga, you not tough”
call me el blanco, man i’m shotta
i come in the town with this semi, become my popper
we coming from staten baby, that’s why we snapping
two step, twisting they fingers, they call it stacking
uh, bless to his pop and “loc, what’s cracking?”
i ain’t sent tripping my n-gga, i know respect
know this sket only step with n-ggas that hold in check
we could pull up with some [?]
never leave a chick around, i d-ck it the best
and the way i put it down, i’ll get in the chest
from the back i’ll tickle her breast, let it breathe
she keep calling me “papi”, copy
never me, i’m a fool, i pull out her pennies like “‘member these?”
but lately i’ve been grabbing this money instead of weave
i’m a vegan so i call that celery, never cheese
i’m a [?] general, brown male spartan
earning friends all over the town like i’m martin
i ain’t too fond to take an l, it’s very often
i guess that’s why the most high made him dark skinned
f-ck that, you don’t want that, where the love at?
dumb range, working with the pump got me hunched back
name ‘preme, looking for the temple, where the monks at?
i mastered every level, i’m ready to turn chump black, n-gga
so i’m low, i’m ’bout to crunch that n-gga
all i need is some weed and a blunt wrap, n-gga
hennessy’d be the remedy to punch that n-gga
maybe a red and i confront that n-gga, i’m like “wassup chump?”
me and my people had enough, chump
you must be smoking on that sh-t, tell scotty to beam me up, chump
is this really what you want, chump?
this new edition, if we ever kriss kross, i make you jump, chump
[?] is the whole thing, it’s a culture
anybody slip, we hold em down like a holster
you could’ve been a part if you ain’t f-ck up your exposure
put your panties up and ran this city like you ‘posed to
now i’m riding ’round with obama, smoking doja
when i bomb it like snoop with some chronic that’d smoke ya
but i try and told ya, i catch the first lady
she gon’ ride it like sierra, imma drive it like it’s chauffeur

- supreme intelligence

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