[Hook] The invincible untouchable Ali Vegas y'all You ain't...you ain't ready yet The invincible untouchable Sleepy Eyes You ain't...you ain't ready yet
[Ali Vegas] Ayo it's a stick up Y'all know how the game go Cop the milk trucks and fuck the Range Rove We stained those game hoes, and spit at same flows Leave D's in they clean clothes with they brain exposed Explain to foes that diamond is what I seek to do My rhymes is more electrifying than Pikachu Poke'mon, hoes stroke the don in every town Fuck Cristal, my team sip very fine Welches grape Before rap I delt with niggas that delt with 8's Heavy not welter weight We could bust gats Y'all gotta cut crack to touch stacks I rather bust raps What black, y'all bust at me I bust back Throw your middle fingers up and yell fuck that (Fuck That!) We all know that I could drench yo crew And Vegas and his Wolves is invincible So what y'all want?
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[Ali Vegas] Ayo Vegas leave niggas sitting scared in they homes Let a flare from the chrome that'll tear thru yo dome My raps is more exclusives than a pair of new foams Everybody know suicide is what I really condone Don't want nobody in the hood swearing on tone B.I.G. was the king of NY and I am here to heir the throne Fuck who's the realist MC, cause I'm the livest one Y'all Jordan, Magic, & Bird and I'm Iverson Got no respect for the best of them Can't be checked by the rest of them That's why I neglected them All drama I'm addressing them Fuck the refs and them I know me and team be vets and them They know my Wolves deserving What happen when we start s(?) Come thru yo block surving in two Serbians Back to back blue Excretions Yeah my team need the benefit, cause we put the work in
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[Sleepy Eyes] Sleep is like a soldier at war, explosive and raw Squeeze the black toaster you fall And leave yo back broke with yo jaw Mr. Pick Yo Lock And Open Your Door Hit yo spot at 6 o'clock in front the grocery store Speaking the slang loudly Floss braids proudly with Wally's Remain rowdy with guns that'll keep my brain cloudy Bang like a gang rally as the earth is twisting Burn the insect, liquor burned my system Rapping was my third addiction Never preferred to listen Serving chickens Living where civilians and innocent children turn to victims Trying earn a living, I'd rather drop some words of wisdom Took the urban rhythm, poetry mixed with journalism Who wanna harm me? I'm equpited enough to rip your arm piece Squeeze, them clips breeze like leaves on plam trees Sick with it, spit lyrics that grip spirits Made of art, fuck a turn it to posion cause the kids hear it
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