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Mr.Fist prod by :LaCrise
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607 verse : Your killing was a community service, what you know about a fed charge, state time? Don't buck him just cuz he be lookin nervous, No points, simmer down that's a hate crime, Covered him back up, no more face time, watching Dateline, Pepperboy what the lick read? I'm a addict so it's automatic, tell a story for the territory, they be trippin or its just me?
What you know about no more love, so much hate, dubs and plugs, fictitious plates, potted meat, cube steak, don't gas me up lil mane pump your brakes,
If I'm your ace; you gotta short me down,
I don't wanna go ape when word come back round,
Don't hate the hobo, thank the 6, I'm a loco lobo for this gangsta shit
Hook
Hope you know what you doing,
I ain't fit for no amateurs,
Scared to yike, you get ruined
Swear the streets is so scandalous
You don't get to my level being gave respect, we takin it
I can handle that pressure, Mr Fist is my alias
Pepperboy Verse : Mind trippin thats that PTS..but i can handle it i deal wit tha stress...everyday pressure ah make ya pipes bust..ya friend turned on ya now who can ya trust..--What a rush thats that weed high..some spark it up just to get by..under pressure nigga lost his job...but he didnt give up cant see his kids starve ..--Superman nigga wear a cape..he didnt come home until his pockets str8..cant get him down he always bounce back..he had a bus pass now a cadillac.--Mr.Fist thats tha nickname..its a new day but shit still tha same...same hustlin same falling off..same this and that some pay tha cost...
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607 verse : 607 been a chancellor, ever since i was a lil Hamster gorilla milk drippin out the cannister, wheel made outta barbed wire understand itsa dilemma filled lifestyle thug thoo the damages, boys don't crack no pats no bandages, drama was a norm I was loc to the brain, no sunshine but we played in the rain, Nigga betta know we ain't the mothafuckin same,
Ion wanna go back, people I was wit know dat
Me leeeaaavin was the biggest the achieeevement
When you gettin ahead you ain't tryin to get even and yikin ain't a habit I'm just happy to be breathin
In my state the biggest klan is the ku klux
In my hood doin good is doin too much
Girls hated me, never bood up
had a skinny nigga juiced up
I was a colorblind - chameleon, changin to the wrong colors but,
Im wunna gods, children, so I was scared but I couldn't be touched (yiyuh)
When I die, save my corpse like a mummy, ill be drunk in heaven cuz the juice fermented in my stomach,
Let the weeds grow and the tombstone crack. Here lies a soldier that never went back
Pepperboy Verse Fallin off having bad times..things not going right not thinking wit ya right mind: ...ya wanna kill ya wanna rob...u took some cocaine and turned it into hard --- That lifestyle ah get ya caught up...thinkin wrong life all in a rush....slow it down they say pump ya breaks...u think ya being real but u really fake..----Real music u know i play know games...im missing from tha streets cause they dont feel tha same...alotta friends died alotta purple hearts..sum caught cases wit fed agents and tha narcs--- I used my 3rd eye had to peep game...i hoped on tha mic things aint been tha same..im stayin outta trouble pepp aint going back..turn that beat up you hear me on tha track
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PepperBoy verse : Which way to go when life take aturn..sum gave up didnt live and learn...from me to you do tha best you can..i know times ruff witout a game plan----Use your head be a smartman..avoid trouble only bad news hit tha fan...u know im right people love when ya down....hate when you smile ah smile when ya frown---Just evil so i get away...live free and focus on a better day...work hard no giving up..ya see ya friend down lend a hand help'em out---Real game it'll help ya out..so keep tha faith have hope never have doubt...pepperboy plus that 607 ...real musik you know we give tha streets a lesson....
607 verse : Success is so foreign, trouble hits you with no warning,
But God is the salt in my snowstorm, Cleared a path and I continue to smash a thousand miles per hour, How long it lasts is a mystery
So I just ready my armor, I know the world owe me so much bad karma
I'm just thankful for the chance to fail, Takin off from the hood usually land you in jail (but know what)
I got my mind made up (come on)
You can get in, get in too (we on it)
Let it ride (we got it)
I'm ready to fly (and we yikin
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607 Verse : Your killing was a community service, what you know about a fed charge, state time? Don't buck him just cuz he be lookin nervous, No points, simmer down that's a hate crime, Covered him back up, no more face time, watching Dateline, Pepperboy what the lick read? I'm a addict so it's automatic, tell a story for the territory, they be trippin or its just me?
What you know about no more love, so much hate, dubs and plugs, fictitious plates, potted meat, cube steak, don't gas me up lil mane pump your brakes,
If I'm your ace; you gotta short me down,
I don't wanna go ape when word come back round,
Don't hate the hobo, thank the 6, I'm a loco lobo for this gangsta shit
Pepperboy Verse : Tha drought is over dope in tha city..niggaz back smiling no more acting gritty...no more acting shiets respect that dude life...he tryin to get it to so what make you right..--- Streets wicked crime level high..mamma walk her son to school scared he gone die...gangs around folks,crips,and bloods...vicelords too and mexican thugs..--Tha hoes Butch acting like niggas...and tha fine hoes dont want ya unless ya got figgas..what ya gone do time to make that call..you can be broke or strive for it all...--Real game try to soak it in..i turned 21 up in tha state pen..mind over matter thats that M.O.M..when its war time its us against them...
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607 verse: How many folk gone run? How many folk gone walk?
How many folk gone move? How many just gone talk?
How many folk catch charges? How many folk gone beat it?
How many think they innocent cuz all they dirt a secret?
How many stuck in the hood? How many travel the atlas?
How many think they good, but they don't ever practice?
How many folk get robbed, stress out over bread?
How many folk get they own money put on they head?
Pepperboy verse : Huddle up i got a lil story...alotta pain in it just like tha movie glory...i was down but i had to step it up..Varner unit in tha Parts it was ruff...--No mercy flat broke on tha books..learned tha game then i star making hooch...horsepower yeah ah nigga on tha rise..no looking back eyes all on tha prize...
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