Tragedy Khadafi - Amba**adors lyrics

Hey yo, hey yo DUS what up man? You already, you already know man Two-five-two collabo [Verse 1:Tragedy Khadafi] Yeah... yo, yo Raw narcotic lines, ya'll n***as still pushing garbage Realer than ghetto soldiers dying inside of my projects an*lyze the livest, Kemetic hood prophet I'll pull a ratchet fast, leave your whole body topless Connect the most toxic, verbal fiber optics UFO's unidentified flying objects Peep the last of the, streets embrace me like amba**adors What up brethren?, icon Legend like an Acura On some cla**ic sh**, my Dutch is always lit Food for the maggots, rotting slow that's what you get Hip-Hop is resurrected, Netflix in the Lexus I build with earths head covered, my science perfected Connect with white dudes, attitude is most spiteful Maki you the most trifle, rap goon with a rifle I rep the East like Mello in starting positions And I do it for political prisoners, yeah!