Ridenhour - walford
Full fledgin never sat on my legend
No shuffle or shoulder shruggin
Uncle tommin nickel & dime rhymin
This renegade rippin
Rugged trax i love it
Sorta black owned
Like da denver nuggets
Pow pow
The original
Harder hitter
Iz back in black
On deck wit a turtleneck
Uh ha you can drink
All you want
But hard dont make
Da liquid matter you intake
The logical
Sorta psychological
Brother like bu*ter spread to one
Another
Thicker da blunt & got sicker
Once upon a rhyme all bigger
Meant was for bigga cotton picker
Leave alone
The men from the mice
Who twice packs da gatt
Turn into dirty ratts
I'm comin wit the andidote, i hope they cope
To da rhythm i wrote
Pawns in da game
Goin down da drain
Final call to my race in pain