Bishop Nehru - Caskets lyrics

Aah, lady in the club like a puma on the pow The right time to get ?m is now, clow Thats under that, to get another level and is all gone Get high and get illi like all come and go Cheers as a logo, yours is all drew This is for the untold rules from the old school As I can woula what a dula, once me do that I all got it, revenge and all wula, I all got it Revenge I mind get wula on the blooda It get clack, clack, clack off the What that contain was selling me after block Well Ill be rock cool, how play on block fool Feeling get pay lay back like Jack Clue Enough to make part rule wherever he had Invest all for press soft, check it all that Damn they ask and get sticky in the back In the corner pocket a** game so of ask babe And you havent still blow like casket Then he get out no cloud, no smashin And thats I plan B, look the tools walking Plan is a straight play ? rack em up just dont quit your old job Its more prof sometimes you get ? we ball long You know we all f**ed up like old Its all love, we play tennis It might be good and sign it, forget about the flag They hustle back, was wake and tickles That d0ont count, chickens before they have in the basket Body b**h wear casket Moving with the all black technique Black kick, black jeans, black jacket magic Im puttin twenty one just like Im using black magic And they thinking that I am cuz the quality is fantastic They told me I should focus on some ? Just told me focus on elastic Im using both of lows and it gets intact ? While Im mixing with my pa**ion, better rappin And think I could be rappin and Im happy I wasnt trapped in The luupa lu and shut in , Im moving throw my polutin Try to find some solution but Im only illusion in the? The illusion are leading me to delusion Im sick of being confuse and I dont have much of a fuse So I lack in interviews so feelin like actively More days of the blues still Im waiting on the clues Alone as I chose on the life? Throw this life and still I put it And all these orders, it must hit some icebergs cuz we still burn like torches Its all some jury in 96 Im sick of everything man and still Im playing for the chicks Basecly Im saying Im saying I;m taking my own ship And you can think what you want cuz your thoughts aint important Im feeling baking in the city rhyme And all I ever wanted was the city rhymes Telling me be patient but I aint got the time Cuz Im seeing tras rappers getting all over night shine Well Im still behind and they ask why, why? Is it because I live after my thoughts in my mind The risk that I just living is cuz nobody is complained I see that Im inspire with the b**bs So I could ever be find in, the only think Im close to Is mu music sp hurry up will get all up in my list Looking for my violist every since the girl I desire for prom make me tag alone Is something that I along but every time I order thou Life is like a big play book full of order You never know the work and playing til you go toast a few Pack and rap this sh** rappin and casket should avoid the rule