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Yeah, my name is Riley, son |
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But you know what niggas call me? |
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AKA, Riley Escobar, know what I'm saying? |
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Cause I be in the streets you know? |
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I got all kinds of names like HR Paper Stacks |
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Uh, also known as AKA Horse Choker, uh |
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Hey, yo, I'll chop you up in sixteen pieces |
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In front of your nieces, while I'm eating Reese's |
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And won't even offer them any, yes I spit plenty |
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This is East Coast flow at its finest |
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In the studio, where you find us, put a bullet where your spine is |
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At sixteen I was skipping school and smoking chronic |
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While you was learning about English, Big L was teaching Ebonics |
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I spit fire so demonic, writing code like I'm Masonite |
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A Jedi master breaking it down like old plaster |
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No medication for this track cause this is how a psycho rips |
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My bank account is like a cino bolt, your pocket's microchips, uh |
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Motherfucker, I dare you to test it, hope you're well rested |
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Whoop your ass and get arrested, in a double breasted |
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Louis Vuitton diamond encrested tailor made suit |
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Now that's All Sinatra Everything |
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I explode like hollow tips on contact |
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Chronologically murder schmoe there's no bringing Joe back |
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Puffing cubans and sipping Cognac |
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Mafietic mentality, introduce me to this beat and it's fatality |
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I kill mics like Conrad Murray |
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Sharp like Hanzo steel, the rest is obtuse |
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I get loose when sipping Goose and rhyme like Doc Seuss |
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Flow tight like noose, whoop ass like Bruce, no time for a truce |
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Alphabetical mathematic addict |
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I spit sixteens so erratic you think it was a semi-automatic |
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I know by now you thinking "Oh my God, he let them have it" |
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But that was just a loan, time to collect like I'm Capone |
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Reep what I've sewn, in other words that is the throne |
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Chilling while homies smoking marijuan' |
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If you thinking that this shit is wack well then you're dead wrong |
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Cause for every emotion and every mood I have a song |
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For the club, for the streets, for the whip and for the sheets |
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Cause this is where intellect and versatility meets |
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I'm Young Sinatra, backstage chilling with BobbySoxers |
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I got ya |
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Yeah |
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You wanna fuck with us?! |
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Fuck with us, yeah!? |
