Black Hippy - Illuminate | Текст песни

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• Black Hippy
• Illuminate

Time and time I drop line for line
But only time will tell
If I ever go Columbine
And cop 30 nines and cock back and kill
See the truth is
They wanna know how close me and Dre and Snoop is
Or how the shoe fits when they choose this to beat 2Pac
But truth I give two shits 'bout
Expectations or critics hating
Shit, I just put moms on vacation
Bitch you never know my new location, it's across nations
Court cases get thrown out
So tell the motherfucking King dethrone now
I am ruler, I am highness
The Prince Zamunda
I am the shit like what the prune does
Black on black tint like Kinta Kunta
Black is back bitch I'm kin to coup de
Black on black crime resent the shooter
Blat, blat, blat, I intend to mute you
Racks on racks, I don't rap on tracks
Without my A-game so please don't ask
Me about no pressure
Bitch with the grip of my fingertip
I can hold this coast together