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Thug Poet

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[Kobe] Uh Uh huh You know what this is I'ma let 'em run around one more time I drop sumpin' on y'all It's like... it's like What's it like? My microphones and glock nines Black? I'm dipped in that The beats, my mash, jam you for the platinum you have Run it, the illest, watch me become it I'm here, and took it bowling, like straight to the wig Speak truth like kids, tell you what you don't know Kobe? Yeah, he's real with the flow Kick in the do' wavin' the flow-flow All you heard was stop, can't take the hits no more Ha, didn't know I had your block on SWAT? I'm CIA, y'all nuttin' but beat cops I rock like my ma's mean, name is cocaine Place you on my A-fiend list and pay you 'cane Think you can handle? Not get stripped when you rock? Think again, you find you lost your mind and judgement My confidence, springs from watching y'all fall Aw, forced to hustle, rap in charge I'ma hop in your brain, tell you whatchu thinkin' Yes, I am speakin', but I ain't writin' So cold, I put the ice in nicest You too broke to pay attention My style is priceless [Kobe] [Nas] If you say murder that means I'm a Thug Poet If I say my mind kills that means I'm a Thug Poet If I say that I'm a flock that means I'm a Thug Poet And when I lay it down, it makes me a Thug Poet [Broady Boy] Thank the dudes for the gangs and tanks of booze Shanks and twos, it's the gangstas, Langston Hughes My poems' about broken homes and Jesus peaces Dope is the Popes in Rome Poetical field, thug overtone, it's like what, yo? Bring it home, we both go gone Pre-cord thought flow in the sober zone My life style, chromosomes frost, hope to clone The crack lust, black dust, and the gat bust The claps, the lackluster, memoirs of the black hustler


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