| all I need is one mic, one beat, one stage
One nigga front, my face on the front page
Only if I had one gun, one girl, and one crib
One God to show me how to do things his son did
Pure, like a cup of virgin blood; mixed with
151, one sip'll make a nigga flip
Writin names on my hollow tips, plottin shit
Mad violence, who I'm gon' body, this hood politics
Ackowledge it, leave bodies chopped up in garbages
Seeds watch us, grow up and try to follow us
Police watch us roll up and try knockin us
One knee I ducked, could it be my time is up?
all I need is one mic..
All I need is one mic.. that's all I need | | |
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