Elvis & Charlie
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(Hook) What's up now, homie On my double cup shit You know how I pack 'em Make a patna double up quick That's the shit I be on Been sipping that neon That stylophone Music slow, I been here for an eon (Verse) But as a rapper, I'm a dawg Boy, I'm on my Deon While I been readin' Egg and all And y'all been snorting freon Watch me turn the key on It's bout time that I dropped this here Every time I get management They swear to me I'm gon' pop this here So fuck 'em all! Strapped up I got two knives, I'm gon' cut them all Table for their wise holme Dig 'em down and then fuck them both This is mine for the king hearted My shit, it is quite retarded You suspect and gettin' blind sided We suspects, we don't crime fightin' We just cut chase, when the time's right Tryna be the next Lex Luther Find myself a new young chick Who could possibly be my next shooter Find myself a new gunsmith With a low price and a dumb bitch Who is so thrife and got no life And do the opposite of that none shit Shit, a whole lane of jokers die with just one clip And a whole game of poker rely on one chip And a bad bluff, and one slip And the mad tough, they often disguised into pussies Therefore they act up She evil with mine like it's new to the game(?!) I wasn't with rookies, my affiliations Was slangin' with tookies You wasn't hangin', you hang with the snookies What I did for money you did for the nookies So when they were looking for someone to pull it together They call me for booking See, you would get caught up for looking My team is quicker, but were never looking Involved in a movement I can't ____(?) (Hook) Elvis Presley, Charles Manson As devilish as the devil or the sonnets dancing Oh, must be a gemini inside me cramping Cuz this alcoholic turned me to a Charles Manson Elvis Presley, Charles Manson Either the life of this party or I'mma sink my hands in (Blood) Must be a gemini inside me cramping Cuz this alcoholic turned me to a Charles Manson (Verse 2) Ah, Charlie, come out and play Have some more Alize, alcohol, alcanist(?!) Al Klays, calculus, unable to be performed But we can snore the colt line Off the G that's torn and light up the opius That daemons perform I come to speak to a man the second he leak and default This is the storm, kamikaze, I wonder who could be godly In a world so dominated by sin In ___________(?) with rims Tell a man if you got it See, I ain't earved, daddy What that murder incorporate me My nerves rotten I love when they light up the herb plottin' It's like watchin' a child come to fruition It's like who do I trust? This Jackie B. or this christian inside me? When he's probly lyin' you should trust what you're sippin' The alcohol neva did you wrong Except I know different, that is until the liquor Get persuading me play with deem eternal into a ... (Hook)
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