The Painter Tony - The Equalizer Flows 3:34 a.m.

Another dealer on the blocks
Too many wolves shoot and blow
I had to take the rock
Slid in my nike flip flops
And stepped on crocs
Blood covered feet
In white socks made Red Sox
Some clowns service bad
Y'all need a new cable box
I plugged in the game
And started taking all these canes out
Took on the form of a servant
And took fame out
Had to walk alone a lot
Like Aang I took the gang out
Everytime somebody stepped in the ring
I had tuh knock em out
I slept so many through the ropes
Crowd said nig tie the knot sheesh
My momma dressed in all black a lot
Before she left the earth
She knew I'd have to die to me
And adapt she would mirror my hurt
Been certified since birth
Any trap set I divert
If I was a pilot like off flight
I'd have to Whip the plane
Backwards to stop so many hazards
Had a drought in my speech
Now I'm bringing back words
Demons taunt me all the time
So I gave em all birds
Even when I sleep I'm alert
Girded loins for sure
Y'all gotta keep up with my words
I ain't talking in slurs
I listened to Frankie
Not Frank Lucas
I ain't flashy like furs
And if I ever wear gucci
I bet not hear a burr
It's like y'all wanna see
The Book of Eli out of me
Sword on me while I
Study this theology doxology yea

Y'all like to debate on blocks
I'm like The Great Debater
Samantha Booke chose Lowe
James Farmer was greater
I'm not a slaver
I'm like Tolson
I educate the slaves
Y'all listened to them
Devil's in blue dresses
Change out y'all ways
I'm punching on these pharaoh's
Like The Hurricane
They tried to rob me
Like Inside Mane
I'm a Man on Fire
Dreaming in Deja Vu
I had to change the time up
The Siege
I see demons jumping around
In and out of bodies
Like the movie Fallen
When it come to my daughter Psalm
I'll go John Q on all of em
All of em all of em all of em
Old guy came to me
At Church and said
You my hero bro
You my hero bro
So much joy in my soul
When I'm bearing fruit
And little kids grown folks
And grown grown folks
This for grown folks
Not lil folks like them young boy folks
And uh folks
Never touch the teacher's wife
That how you get smoked
I don't care if these nighas Got Game
That's how you get hooped on hooped on
Change these boys up like a coupon sheesh
Pop up on the scene
Dllat Two Guns
You know I got fire for Bazookas
The little things matter not the riches
And I hold sticks like Fences
And to all you carbon copy nighas
I'm really with it

This a Soldier's Story yea
You know the camo bag
Next to the tennis
Tuh duh tennis
Tuh duh tennis yea
Right next tuh duh tennis
Tuh duh tennis
Tuh duh tennis tuh duh tennis
Right next tuh duh tennis
Tell y'all momma I'm unstoppable
Til it's finished til it's finished
Til it's finished yea
Tuh tuh til it's finished

Written by:
Tony Richard

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