my beliefs þarký sözü

that i shouldn´t smoke weed and shit, huh
that i should cuss and shit, huh
that i shouldn´t do the shit i wanna do
you know what i´m sayin´?
but i don´t give a fuck about what these niggas think
that´s they beliefs, here go mine

i gets embedded in your cerebellum, deeper than the ocean
focusin´ on fuckin´ a nigga up, who got jokes?
provoke me, my vision of lust is money, trust is funny
too many sheisty motherfuckers comin´ for me
one in the chamber, ready for repetition if possible
hate to mention this, poppin´ that nigga, bitch
it be the intellectual, get sexual in a second heffer
you could never be no competition to me
you bit the poison apple, tryin´ adapt to this shit
show you how it happened
while we laughin´, diggin´ your ditch
and you can get your boys
i got disciples and vicelords
planted through every city ready, declare war
if you feel i stepped on your toes
it was intentionally
cause it was meant to be the shit since i found jd
my lyrical thesis broke in pieces
for you pussies who can´t feed off it
everything´ll be fine, just hit the weed often

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i believe good things come to those that grind
never take a step back, leave the past behind
keep your mind on some money and don´t ever stop tryin´
and everything´ll be fine, everything´ll be fine

it´s time to let your lighter spark
crank up the weed session
with one of the best in the midwestern section
flexin´ with no shame
cause a mi solo female mc´s be back in the game
sun up to sun down i puff leaves
filled with imported trees from the west indies
chi-town´s finest in more ways than one
me follow in the path of another, days is done
see i got mic checkin´ down to a science
meanin´ i perfected the ways
to shit on you and your alliance
i write the type of shit that´ll hypnotize ya
fuck around and kill your whole click like kaiser
in the streets of prazza, the westside of niggas
ain´t expects, smellin´ like cannibus
can´t nothin´ handle this
they wanna dismantle this but it will never go down
shit, cause my beliefs is i´m the baddest around, bitch

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now it´s the shit, you wanna contest me
never will you be the opponent left
leave´em swept off they feet
so so def got that chief shit, keep it brief
under the covers ain´t another bitch bad as me
so i must keep comin´
keep on runnin´ but you can´t escape me
i´m in your brain
remember the bitch you love to hate
she on the paper chase
in any case, but not any rate
keep the currency´s increase, shit ain´t cheap
and my belief is to get the money, nigga
so what´s the beef to this?
enough cheese for brat, never endin´ g´s
hundred thousand dollar bills by the stack
the weak supportin´ my habits
enough karats for the whole salad
smokin´ cabbage every five minutes
beginnin´ my days rollin´ swishes
i never listen to penny pinchin´
pussy eatin´ punks advice
to catch´em slippin´ is my theory
be weary what i bust, make niggas weak
and pack a bleeder, top notch in my speeches

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