The Legion - Automatic Systematic lyrics

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The Legion - Automatic Systematic lyrics

Automatic systematic I used to know the live Bronx n***as Slippin' like acrobatics Systematic, torch your brother's stash Get elastic You torch yo hash tabs, relax, they ? That's drastic, auto smash, lemme clear my mind Cocaine wasn't practic, it came in white lines Fools cross the dime, sticken was the crime Saturday Night Live Special, ? handled nines Now the upper bathers broke, like something to steer cage roots tops Gun shots, housing police, ain't got no drapes Sending patrols, they a**ault, but couldn't keep the blocks on hold Now these skelty kids is outta control ?Please raise the boots, no gebolts?? sponsored links 1986, I flip, I'm yelling jumbos, jumbos Bad news, here comes the crack crews 90 20$ bottle, tell n***as to black juice Rempin', ah yeah, pull the hat, lempin' Clampin', 50 oacks, b**hes, they be trampin' Chillin', ice and dice, with ? and nitrogen Kiddy down, no more more wheel cruises the town (Verse) Now while we in the jungle, claim the color, soften yo bundle And watch yo back, cause TNT come in a sudden And let some time blocks get hot What's the spots? Play and go scotch Snappin' pad-locks from candy stores, sellin' rocks Brand new pro'lems on the horizon. Frightening! Yeah, yo ? slow, at the projects, indictment Dominicans movin' in, water barbecue b**h Yeah, that's the link chains everybody's wearin' Probs bound, choo-choo's invest in mount Haven Territory, much respect, Boy George been blazin' Cincene of the block, flow bags is sticky Moliqua, power rule, mohale n***as like check it! (Verse) Now Harlem status apparatus They slick on Saint Nick Brothers is tryna see six figures status They keep havin' dreams of puttin' keys on beams Livin' life like Al Poke, that cat is supreme team Let's take a wild walk through Woodstock Columbians hide in pride, kilos will never die An eye for an eye, you might catch a neck tie Rastafarian sun blood cut you alive (Verse) Now Brooklyn's in the house, yo Style, roll up yo light, n***a Skunk has rounds to funk, beginners start in the trunk With eighteen pounds of lead thru, sellin' it to the people Now you gots to reload and re-up with yo main hoe City crime is the worst, yo baby here cop yo back Woman take ? in the purse Living in this cage, enraged up in the cage Can't be afraid, blame ? for ? You murder muthaf**as get a hand on the uppa Look for ya head, you wear the Tymbaland chackers No question, you lock down private sections Drug sales and Bronx tale, Watson Ave. connected Bluntes! The stash box, .45, bulletproof Lexus Coupe! ? Shawty's pumpin' on the stoop Extravagant, bump b**hes gather how ya livin' f** them chicken heads, you want the grown women (Verse) Now it's a damn shame street games be a fake You be pushing weight, dealin' nothin' less than a nathe Remember the last time, yo luci increase from a man TCM put you on the South East, south Waston (?) You start pickin' up them Jacksons Before the work finishes, you know that ? Hammiltons Good paper, down 9-5, doin' more 20 Than 350, no sleep, gettin' blunted n***a, yo whole life is a fantasy Sippin' on some Hennessey Screamin' on this spot in Tennessee Get home, lay back, no doubt, it's time to zone Same dick, different b**h, now which one's the wrong one? (Verse) Slow down for a second, yo, chill My man, Lockdown, that Clinton He just got triss with the fish sk** Our brother sit down and write to God back a letter Fuddles and Comencery, hope the situation gets better Point blank, lieutenant pullin' rank It's all about the bank and that a** you can spank History here goes off for ever, whatever Street light, project here keep it tight, stay together Yeah (Outro) One more time Word This is a true story The Legion Yea yea yea All my n***as in NYC, this how I be WTF, WTF

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