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Artiste : Beanie Sigel
Titre : Reflections
[Beanie Sigel]
The living dead tell you stay woke: oxymoron
Morons addicted to Percs, I´m off the heroin
"Rapper OD´d off codeine" reads the headline
Pretty Whitneys followin´ Bobbys to a deadline

Niggas addicted to my leisure, pleasure and licks
This the era of lady dope fiends and young Gippers
Misters wearin´ purses and shirts made for Miss´s
Gangstas wearin choakers ???, this shit viscious
Matter of fact, this shit sickenin´
Demasculatin´ men, masculatin´ these women
The same sex of anything can´t produce children
Man who approved these new rules of livin´?
Who´s catchin´? Who´s pitchin´? You choose the villain
Shit, do you Boo, just don´t confuse the children
I choose to kill ´em, shit the truth is what I tell ´em
Ain´t it generous to trick your baby girl to be a Ellen
These new rappers dressed in drag, callin´ it "swag"

Big-ass bag and a zip, callin´ it "drip"
My real niggas respect that the squares gon´ rep
Before I ever fall for that shit, I´m callin´ it quits

[Tsu Surf]
No super-skinny jeans, this .45 compacted but it´s extended
We rent it then get it tinted
Insurance for when we spendin´
Then we double back, thunder clap
Nother problem, nother MAC
Funny hair colors, this Lil Uzi don´t mumble rap
We too legit, hammers be a must when you movin´ bricks
I hit his eye, the other eye blink, movie shit
Try me, old Beans for the homi
My mother found the pound and found the strap with the bodies

That´s real stuff, dropped a body
Almost got bodied and then I heeled up
Designer don´t impress me, spent a feature on that lil pump
These opiates got my generation feelin´ emotionless
Closed they block down then we opened it
All beef I had, I ate most of it
FN Five-seven, I ain´t postin´ it
Zipper down my stomatch, can´t open it
Kitchen whippin´, bigger plans, feds listenin´ in that van
Middle-man conspiracy, indict him off his Instagram
Judge to the judgin´, what he do with his life?
I can double tap a trigger, I don´t do it for likes
That ain´t a orgy, that´s a mission, I hit two in a night

Wasn´t a orgy, that´s a mission, I hit two in a night

[Beanie Sigel]
These niggas clowns without the big shoes and a red nose
Fuck, them cowards ain´t got no heart, straight scarecrows
I need more than ten man (Tin Man)
I´m off to see the Wizard for the big load
Count up the total and move a Brick Road

[Tsu Surf]
Caught a case, no co-defendant, dark road, bed cold
Cuz ain´t never comin´ back, his son see him in fed clothes
A part of war, they tried to do me when they saw me

I be feelin´ like it´s comin´, bought a chopper and a .40

[Beanie Sigel]
Streets dried up, coke prices in the 40s
Every dopeboy screamin´ FREE EL CHAPO when they caught him
It´s drop time, ain´t no receits when you bought ´em
Caught number chasin´, ??? every point losin´ quarters

[Tsu Surf]
Pill poppin´, Percocets ain´t workin´, need another strength
That was me, that sunroof got enough space let you drum that clip
Cautious, this Caucasian inquirin´ that he want a brick

We don´t no weird and no funny shit