Electric Wire Hustle Flower

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歌曲名 Electric Wire Hustle Flower 歌手名 Common

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Blood and magic dripping from me

True thugs and addicts I grip an entry

Enter this game with tricks and envy

I forget game to remain an emcee

Rooms in this mind

that's still empty only fulfilled through prophecy

You stopping me you see I'm trying to catch this plane

You must be slow nigga catch your brain

It's fresh but it is some stress and pain

Got hos Ho nigga respect the game

I talked to cab drivers about the fast lane

And Islam masters and shakras and beyond

Think about the hustle and somehow I see by

But what led it to the concrete BS be strong

You was at your hardest when you didn't even try

Live like a bitch to bitch you gonna die

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Mercury and retrograde

I'm trying to get niggas in the ghetto paid

While they watch pornos

and Escalades away from floats and the dope in sex parades

Somebody screaming in my mind I'm trying to find if it's me

Or voices on the master they design to be free

Same revolt can't be found on TV or radio its living in me

Hey lady that smoke is bothering me

If I put it in your eye ashes you would cry

All this rap talk is blowing my high

I just came to chill and build with my guy

I try to walk but I stumble off the humble path

This story of a pimp stick that became a staff

You got it you gotta know where to aim the Mag

Art and opinions are made to clash

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Out of body hard to explain

like the pyramids and gods I remain

I know pain like Kurt Cobain

or ain't I playing hurt the whole game

Dig it to the Earth's brain for worst gain

Focused like young blood on his first chain

I used to write shit to please niggas

Now I write shit to freeze niggas

Whether iced out or American Pie sliced out

I sit in the room with the lights out

Whether diced out or with their hair spliced out

I sit alone in the room with the lights out screaming

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