Tony, you're a murderer
It's a pleasure to put you and Weizman in Hudson Jail
You think you can keep us in here, really?
I've been in touch with a lot of my friends on the outside, you hear?
In your place, bet your life I'd be the one who'd break
Hahahahahaha
Yo, close your eyes, let the track just play on repeat
All I hear is the genius on this beat
So I cradled the word, treat the blame, spice the lingo
Breaker breaker one-nine, copy that, Kinkos
Bagged up flamingo, gave her the magingo
Met her on the first, amazing, I bounced on cinco
No cologne, it's no lime, no spring break tequila
Just a blue suede coat, a pair of FILA
All white shit, I like that Mike Tyson shit
Punch out, a chick who suck dick and take a punch out
No lunch out, no 4-11s
No Sunday at church, taking flicks with the reverend
I gotta move, baby, got a date with the jeweler
Big shit, son slicked out like the ruler
Don't test me, bulletproof vest me
I get crunchy or chunky like a Nestlé
Bars, lines, verbal wordplay
Spit darts, sharp like a DJ
Keep cutting 'em, I call 'em the butcher
See a bitch on the street, bet I'ma push her
Bars, lines, verbal wordplay
Spit darts, sharp like a DJ
Keep cutting 'em, I call 'em the butcher
See a bitch on the street, bet I'ma push her
Desperado designer, renaissance head of the wave
I freed the slaves, making shots up in the synagogue
Trample in the trendy, what up with all them Walmart models?
Fronting, getting over like counterfeit twenties
Switch topics, I crack atoms
And study how to transmutate metals
With the talent to transform medallions
I came to lit it up from Spain to Libya
My next video should be shot in Abyssinia
Prophetic conduct of my time managed
By nine planets, I shine equality, God illustrious
Make me wanna pop something, it's no champagne
Two fives on me, that's only if the pocket's bony
Cannabis cup, stony spit like I'm selling dope
You couldn't visualize it with a Dogon telescope
Knowledge, I sprinkle it with fresh trinkets
A man is what he thinketh, so I guess
I'll be the most successful of my species
Tyrannosaurus mind, my outfit is forest fire
Grind gorgeous, Lord, the scoreboard is more than mines
Hold that chica, my pop-up shoppers
Are lined around the corner, sold out like throwback sneakers
Bars, lines, verbal wordplay
Spit darts, sharp like a DJ
Keep cutting 'em, I call 'em the butcher
See a bitch on the street, bet I'ma push her
Bars, lines, verbal wordplay
Spit darts, sharp like a DJ
Keep cutting 'em, I call 'em the butcher
See a bitch on the street, bet I'ma push her
Cleaning my guns with God
I look down at niggas I looked up to
Blood pool, backstroke, Lord, wave on coupe
Shrooms in the Iceberg jean coat
Superdry speed boat, all black like Catwoman
Trying to go up, sniff a coke blimp
That 40-inch rifle limp, we loud brown liquor niggas
I used to rock the fat lace
Caesar with the moon halfway, I'm moving like the wind breaks
Wu Chang with an acid face
Design minds, provoke thought, you stuck in a war
Y'all niggas only beefing with time
A couple wine bottles was enough
Impress your bitch, had her fucking and tying her tits
She squirting like the stars split, we all hit and backflip
Now that pussy like a mosh pit, huh
Walls jumping like kush balls, jumping in the fourth
You dealing with the wave, Lord
Batcave killer, I'm writing letters to SILK, huh
Gandhi carpets, you bleed on like milk
From Hempstead to Killer Hills, Suebo
Who here knows Tony?
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