Gnashing of the Teeth

[Intro]
Uh, yo, check it

[Chorus]
I pull the hammer from the dash of the Dodge, 'til I crash
For emcees, I make it all bad
[?], poppin' tags, Zone 6, poppin' mags
In my town, niggas' teeth, they on gnash
All the shit I seen from the past, many murders, many sad
While some of my niggas' dreams go crash
Yo, I'm goin' out in a blast, with the forty and the cash
Every second closer to death, will I last? Uh

[Verse 1]
It's the David Blaine camouflage nightmare
My tactics, we don't fight fair
My ratchet start attackin', watch your life wear down
To the sole like old shoes, it's so true
No comin' back to life, you're no Goku
I reserve all rights to soak you - Tzatzatzatzatza
If you was a boat, it'd be hard to float you, uh
Approach me with respect, nigga, or be a dead nigga
With a bullet in your head, nigga
I smoke like steakhouse, my pockets got the mumps, tools bump
That's how our beats break out, chumps
Evaluate your posture when I break out pumps
Make you into a bastard when your pops get struck
Hold the mic like I'm holdin' my nuts
With exclusive rights, thief in the night
The emblem on the chain is kinda bright, peripheral sight
I spot a snake quick; pistol whip a nigga into a facelift
Vandalize your town, I like to break shit, make shit
Break emcees down to cake mix

[Chorus]
I pull the hammer from the dash of the Dodge, 'til I crash
For emcees, I make it all bad
[?], poppin' tags, Zone 6, poppin' mags
In my town, niggas' teeth, they on gnash
All the shit I seen from the past, many murders, many sad
While some of my niggas' dreams go crash
Yo, I'm goin' out in a blast, with the forty and the cash
Every second closer to death, will I last?

[Verse 2]
Got me wonderin', will I last?
I smoke legend weed, no seeds, and reminisce on the past
I wonder, will I last?
I refrain from the game and all the snakes in the grass
And I only rap for cash
So if you write me a check, I got rhymes out the ass
Ninety percent of niggas trash
Broke and fucked up, then they wonder why they finish last

[Chorus]
I pull the hammer from the dash of the Dodge, 'til I crash
For emcees, I make it all bad
[?], poppin' tags, Zone 6, poppin' mags
In my town, niggas' teeth, they on gnash
All the shit I seen from the past, many murders, many sad
While some of my niggas' dreams go crash
Yo, I'm goin' out in a blast, with the forty and the cash
Every second closer to death, will I last?

[Outro]
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