t blind, I shine like polyeurotheme Cocoa butter cre??e That's the gleam of drugs baby like codeine Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows excellent Your's
't I'd rather treat you like a ho and start pimpin' When will your other brothers realize? Can't fuck with my crew, better feel your eyes 'Cause you must be blind
Ah yes yes y'all, and you don't stop The rhythm I drop to hit the top to make your swing go pop as I flow, pick up the micro' Poem get hypo, tension
we split a wing dinner Doing bad, even though we had our albums selling The distribution company was stacking, but they wasn't telling Us steady robbing us blind, with no money flowing
flows with raggedy clothes, my trademark Overweight but I'll still move fast, on any beat that's hard You claiming to be battle MC's with tight flows
station Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like polyeurotheme Cocoa butter creme That's the gleam of drugs baby like codeine Low self esteem, eh-eh, the flows
[Chorus 2x] You could be blind But you gon' see it when you need to see it You gon' be fine 'Cause you gon' be here when you need to be here One of a
And walked away with a price Cause you can not penetrate my cold heart ANd fill it with your disease I wonder now how I lived before Deaf, dumb, dead and blind
freedom and fighting terror, but what's reality? Read about the history of the place that we live in And stop letting corporate news tell lies to your children [Verse 2] Flow
living a life in Babylonia So lonely she went to California Frisco, hypno's, get clothes Crystals, take it back to the raw rap (You, you blind baby. You're blind
Like my flows and ho's alike Cuz everything is 9 or better Pissin' in the wind Or shootin in the dark Out on a blind date Maybe fucking in the park
disloyalty I'm lost in the heavens Statue in time Like ghosts in a prison And come undone And all those living out their lives in company of riders Silent
In company respect's shown mutual into it's own, indifference although when i'm left alone and true feeling's begin to show, honesty overflows in my
other bastard- Sons Mother-Earth turns a blind eye, I choose my path again This season we called winter has abandoned me Filth flows on ground, the