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Madness

Madness

Kataem

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Got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon.
Every sip be slowing time, oh my god, oh my…
Relay and run with the bag| easy, they can’t over lap| under the weather in
cash| ill get my mom an advance|
20 20 only dubs in my vision| I’m too dismissive to kids with no business|
bruthas viscous run yo pockets for fitness| glass ceilings turn tinted,
you witnessing|. darkest of the times, finna panic by the minute| heart a
different size, bruthas numbin to they feelings| look inside my eyes,
see the fire, hells kitchen| cookin in the mind, in a vibe, keep distant|
swear they see me smile when i’m upset| don’t you know the mind the number 1
threat| she just want the buddy but we just met| i don’t really want her till
we connect| she wanna get it tonight| tell her im not gonna wife| she cannot
say that i lied| sometimes they tricks in disguise|
Got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon.
Slowly going back in time, oh my god, wait…
Either fill a coffin or the prison like|
Then they put a price on how im livin like|
Thats a way to fund our demolition like|
Money for the bullets that be hittin like|
Non of us wanna be racist| this is a new generation| we need to renew the
matrix| way we thinking too ancient| suddenly they fall in love with cadence|
rewind as soon as they played it| they grimace, i’m grinning i show that I’m
straight ten| talking them ratings no braces|
I gotta read between lines| i can’t be skipping the fine| im just designed|
differently, one of a kind| kin and my city stay by the side| And they see we
addicts, what our adlibs advertise| to the bad kids with they hands grip to
nine| while we practicing id tactics on the black kid, till they change up see
our damn fists to the sky|
Got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon.
Every sip be slowing time, oh my god, oh my…
Relay and run with the bag| easy, they can’t over lap| under the weather in
cash| ill get my mom an advance|
Bank rolls| packed dope| both of em missin we can’t cope| act slow,
bet we ain’t that close| trick, I’m the last hope| snap on a track like i’m
Thanos| taking yo crew by the half toll| my knowledge advance but check out my
dance cause that’s the demand of the fans bro| don’t you act shocked cause i’m
ill, yuh| i’m just out here with familia| and we ain’t missin no meals,
yuh| move like the troop on the field, yuh| i do not think i want deals to
hold up my genius, whats the appeal, yuh| ill use the light of the times,
how i’m defined, and keep myself real, yuh
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