J. Lewis - Raw Footage

Yo P
Lemmi get in my zone
Lemmi get in my zone
Black out
A shot three times from the nine will common denominate you
In a concrete jungle you niggas is fucking ape food
Biscuit to ya melon make ya blood look like grape juice
Niggas is animals banana clips I handles
Bars I rip I'm sick hock before I spit
Ya mu'fuckas wish this shit was contagious
I'm out here five
Some die to stay alive
On the coins other side
Some fucks living to die
But I don't choose sides all I see is dollar signs
And I'm bout the fuckin paper
Other shit comes later
Cause my fam gotta eat so I'm chewing this beat
I was raised by the streets where the city don't sleep
Brooklyn East New York fucka watch where you walk
Buck fifty for ya lips fucka watch how you talk
Got the goons on deck
And niggas pulling ya card
Alotta niggas act hard
But they're playing they're part
Til I roll up on a nigga skipping beats in his heart
And my mind shine bright cause I'm reflecting a star
Now uh days young fucks scared to be who they are
They get found in dump trucks after amber alarms
But I'm armed and dangerous but the waters is calm
But it still runs deep Gz passed the baton
But I'm just a fly nigga
If you look up in the sky
You'd be like my nigga
This boy done did it so I gotta get it
I'm motivation for the ghetto I trot the meadows
I pull strings like Geppetto
Some thank the devil
EmocleW ruoY
She says you're welcome
Not quite thirty eight but I'm feeling special
I might make mistakes but I learn from em
No rebuttal
It's double the pleasure to deceive the deceiver
Wise words from who
Yea his name is N-igma

Written by:
Joen Lewis

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