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Ajax Freestyle
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"Yo, man, never one choice, aye, what's wrong, don't talk, don't see you" "Yo, man, never one choice, aye, what's wrong, don't talk, don't see you" Ayo Young n***a with a taste of fashion Displaying madness, conversations with a naked actress These are thoughts while the spliff turns Can't teach you how to be the one, the new Lawrence Fishburne Man, hold up MAN THAT'S THE MOTHERf**kIN POWER OF THIS sh*t Y'ALL MOTHERf**kERS ARE DEAD ALWAYS IN THEY MOTHERf**kIN PHONES YOU NEED TO LOOK THE f**k AROUND, NEED TO GO OUTSIDE n***A IMMOBILIARE, THAT'S A COMPANY YOU CAN TRUST YOU CAN'T BANG WITH US 'CAUSE YOU TOO MOTHER-MOTHERf**kIN BROKE GODDAMN Young n***a with a taste of fashion Displaying madness, conversations with a naked actress These are thoughts while the spliff turns Can't teach you how to be the one, the new Lawrence Fishburne Major cabbage, I'm f**king b*t*hes in the Matrix, laughing When will these kids learn? I'm grown, I got my plate the fastest All of my babes the baddest, Ace of Spades we splashing Hating ass n***as in my face be acting like it ain't no static Yeah, aight I keep it moving from the snakes in grass And all you lames gon' play in traffic while I move this Anglo Saxon And still manage to pay my taxes, I'm out here Took it to the South this year, my clout, it could bounce there New Supreme mouth glare, me and style is a wild pair The green Gucci high tops look like a Crocodile Yeah, I'm out here Born bummy as f**k but dying fly Black Goddess by my side, your chick a defiant slide Aiaiai I'm Powerbombing powder profits Every hour clock in, knock it off, you cowards jocking Hopping in something exotic, never been without an option Your b*t*h got you on lock, you ain't even allowed to cop sh*t That's not sick, the total opposite I'm foul with logic Break it down, force feed it the game, now she got it Now we shopping, these lames been behind since 9 Watch me cross the finish line, that's why I never spent time I win mine, n***a I win mine Don't make it an issue, you don't want me to send slime (Where this f**k n***a at?) I'm on the balcony, fresh, overlooking the city lights With a fiend next door, he been for fifty nights That's why sh*t get provided, I'm pushing this Iggy white So me and money go together like Brooklyn and Biggie, right? Get it right MBK, we sound like your favorite bank Eating flavored steak, gravy or mashed potatoes, it's great Taste the flavor, savour the waves made on the stage We creators, who can make it to major radio play? These are straight facts, new fear of Gods Cost me eight stacks Modern art, Avant-garde, I really paint that Been a Fly Talker since way back I'm talking Ma$e in '97 with the wave cap My shooter sniffing coke mixed with Ajax And f**k n***a, we don't play that Peep Immobiliare, open diary Flows is fiery, this sh*t feel like some orange Wally's The stove is powdery, the microwave is Roberto Cavalli The pot place paintings on the wall and [?] My wrist is flawless, my b*t*h a Goddess, a queen Your b*t*h retarded, she sniffing molly, a fiend My vocals sound like Blue Dream I smell like lightning boy and look like [?] voice My aura is so astonishing, occupation look obvious Pen opulent, Nagasaki how I be bombing sh*t It's rotten out East These lil n***as is sparking spliff and barking stick and spend the whole night looking for Opps to hit Hope you ain't targeted 'cause if you understood how far it could get you'd prolly disregard it and split The last batch ain't move, that was a horrible flip We muscle through, I gave my workers a cordial gift I cut the cord on newborns but can't get caught in the mix Birth hustlers aborted the risk The turnbuckle was loose before the max and you just give it a lift Then tag me in and imma push a rapper face in the sh*t The apron was hit, chasing grip, reminiscing 'bout dope for part Telling em to it to time like it's Noah's ark Ricky laughing so hard, the n***a start to snort Memories inside my third eye help me mould the art Big homie live at level 5, he control the car You missed the story, tell you lean on me like Joseph Clark Been in the black for so long that we don't know it's dark Address the Lord with an open heart Don
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