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They like, why you so bold? You tall enough to be a pro, man. I laugh and answer, their way of thinking is So programmed. God stretched me out so I could Think higher than most men. I ain't your average Joe, you can't tell how I flow and. Seems like I heard and seen them all before. I'm always having déjà vu. Does this mean that I'm a ghost? Or could it mean I'm receiving signals from the Utmost because I'm tuned in and got y'all zoom In like a scope be. Ain't you delight, the crooked bitch chose me. Born from the struggle, so I view things in HD. Clear as ever it is what it is, Don't hate me. Besides, salt dropping on Conrad Can't break me. That work on snails, Not players. Been through too much to fail now. You bitch niggas go run and tell now. I done cracked the code, out the mold, think Beyond the bubble. On God, all you fuck niggas In trouble. Spare none. Hey. They say my attitude stank. You ever think maybe I be the shit then? And if your great, great, great grandchildren ain't Straight, you ain't rich then. And if you can't see that far ahead, Nigga, then really you ain't shit then. Shooting shots at you niggas. Let the squats speak because it explains my Pedigree. Ain't too many niggas gon' keep it real Like me. Down for these streets, Defend them abundantly. The way the asphalt company begging to sponsor me. I'm hip-hop, you fool hip-not, you hip-cops. Name drop to get your name dropped. Dodge the cell block. Man, they weak, fool. Brain gone heat, but I see through they poker Face, so ain't no work, fool. Find some other crew, so pretend you Usain Bolt In some slime shoes and slide off fast. Man, must I remind you? I'm a handyman, go nowhere without the tools. That's for all these niggas claiming they missing a Few screws. Black Tom Cruise, MIP, But I made moves. No mistake, fool, VIP 'cause I'm so cool. Got your mind glued, froze, you're thinking what the Shine do. The light hit the ice, have your Face tight like chasing the lines dude, damn. They say my attitude stank. You ever think maybe I be the shit then? And if your great, great, great grandchildren ain't Straight, you ain't rich then. And if you can't see that far ahead, Nigga, then really you ain't shit then. Shooting shots at you niggas. On the last spade of the game, Conrad the Bachelor. Alpha male, what the hell? Call me your superior. Another thing, beefing ain't nothing. I'm a man of war. Key the meat grinder. Check the next metaphor. They claim to be monster. Man, I must be Hannibal Lecter. Betcha he soft, look at his texture. He ain't gon' bust a grape. Cut with the bullshit. Acting like he poor quick. Classic Hollywood script. Ass niggas get hit 'til the whole clip empty. Better fade like a barber, don't tempt me. They'll find him at the floor of the ocean Like a shrimp be. Body full of agua, Swole like a blimp be. He's so yesterday, unsolved mystery. I'm clearly the future making history. Da-dow. Straighten these lames, Put things where they supposed to be. Right inside of my hand and make a toast To me. They say my attitude stank. You ever think maybe I be the shit then? And if your great, great, great grandchildren ain't Straight, you ain't rich then. And if you can't see that far ahead, Nigga, then really you ain't shit then. Shooting shots at you niggas. You know, For all you fuck niggas out here, you know, Loving this fuck shit out here in these streets, Man, you know what I'm talking about. Might, might make a nigga roll up on you And just da, da, da, da. You know, real nigga do real shit, Dog. You know I'm talking about? Know what I'm saying? We in the goddamn lab, me and K goddamn. That nigga goddamn bald over here, AKA cold heart, the coldest nigga in the world. What you say, sweet daddy long stroke, Goddamn. Got bitches acting crazy everywhere you go, Nigga. Yeah. Delete, delete, delete all that shit. Delete all that shit. Don't delete shit. Delete shit, Shooting shots. Da, da, da, da. That nigga stupid. Yeah, you hear that.
Conrade Black — Shots
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