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I present "Smoke" off of Live from the Cave Volume 012.
(Verse)
If the mic died I will spit anyway
the passion outshines them any day
I figured the game would lead us through doors
so we can make it out either way
living thru sin on a penny a day
In my pennies you wouldn't last for a day
Penny and MJ to part in the display
bow to the Sensei on this new day
a new life for a old face
same motive new pace
Nikes laced
Ready for War
come prepared when you stepped through the door
Devour the meal and be begging for more
pardon the shitty bars left on the floor
for a whole year I watch through an Eagles eye
Clocking the owls and peep how they move
Void what they teach on the news
if everything is taught through the view of a few individuals
who make life miserable for the mislead
shorty missed class to give head
to a little homie who get bread
disregarding what her friend said
she was cursed with a thick head
and a love for the evils
not for who she saw
but a love for the ego
the green had a mean grip
slip with the people
found herself falling without letting her feet go
she's in a bad spot
trapped behind a padlock
stashing and bread hoping
they the cash rots
old money never owes money
she lives by the motto
impaired Vision she blames it on the bottle
would strive to be a model
if her ass would clap
the liabilities ask where your assets at
lost contact with her inner being
so I guess it's my job to intervene
{Living in a cloud of smoke}
(Verse 2)
It has to be his love for the evils
I feed all hope to my people
I peeked through the peephole of Life
explore the third eye
our peak won't be reached until the missions complete spit flame stop resisting the Heat
triple six on the beat
No remorse for the mentally weak
every man for himself and these miserable streets
indeed
keep the heat close for the beef
young bul
keep the toast close when you eat
young bul
the reaper take souls for the keep
young bul
though he was taught to never run
he moves faster than flash when he saw that gun
Karma back on his ass she owed him one
niggas ran in a shoot like it's open run swish
they said it's a call for respect
shot some long-range
call it Fredette
call it on net bullet caught in his neck
Last minutes of his life
Was fought on the steps
In the hands of a wombman he never even met
Text from his girlfriend he never got to check
Unaware before he left the results from the test
New life was the cost of his death
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