[00:00.307] Your skills are now at the point of spiritual insight
[00:04.177] "So?"
[00:05.074] It is now time for you reclaim our lost honor
[00:08.549] "Yes, I understand"
[00:15.663]
[00:17.145] Rhymes known as limestone
[00:20.492] The flow is the grout
[00:24.238] They hear my voice
[00:26.487] They know it's about
[00:28.224] That pain, that gutter
[00:30.032] That 'caine, that flame, that butter (that butter, butter!)
[00:34.434] They know it's about
[00:35.934]
[00:36.583] This is how the night starts-
[00:37.103]
[00:37.490] Left behind my childish ways
[00:39.397] Deal in adult matters for petty pay
[00:42.331] Work every day like there's no Sabbath from Flatbush
[00:44.933] The crack push, get popped for 'lo fabrics
[00:47.137] We bubble and shovel to the snow addicts
[00:49.819] Porch archdiocese, each ave's its own parish
[00:52.587] This my pulpit and I don't preach no bull****
[00:55.350] Want beginner's luck? Slim bub for the full flip
[00:58.411] **** the planning; we stuck the landing
[01:00.959] Baggy clothes gladly tuck the cannon
[01:03.118] Nothing diminish the business of the scrambling
[01:05.950] Need spinach, we ain't finished till we handling
[01:08.732] (We ain't finished **** that)
[01:11.279] Never scraped the plate, ate it all
[01:13.988] Wanna reach for the ceiling? Play the wall
[01:17.002] We was boys on that back street
[01:19.982] Don't sing it, better bring it cause we pack heat
[01:22.420] Dumb smelly in the underbelly, trying to break through
[01:25.037] When slabs crush didn't have much, we made do
[01:27.510] When heaters flying leave you lying, I stayed true
[01:30.273] Might find at nighttimes our lifeline debut
[01:33.206] Curtains draw dirt poor but come work the store
[01:35.636] Person heard you snore on a tour? You get hurt for sure
[01:38.375] Nimble creeping, simple greeting's words of war
[01:40.710] A show of rough from "Yo what up?" Observe your door
[01:43.752] Recruit a hard shooting guard, stay on point
[01:46.364] They come for dinner it's a front and center display, long joint
[01:49.109] Keep your wolf tickets, only cowards bought it
[01:51.968] Here apes flex, you take steps and power forward
[01:55.784] They know it's about (yea)
[01:59.843] That pain, that gutter (that gutter!)
[02:03.748] That 'caine, that flame, that butter (that butter, butter!)
[02:06.907] They know it's about (they know it's about)
[02:11.000] None rival, my catalog's a slum bible
[02:13.908] Not the right course but with white horse, unbridled
[02:16.623] In the 'Ville pumping steel, hunt until we feel full
[02:19.307] Home cold as Poconos fill rodent holes with steel wool
[02:22.014] You capture your stature firing a full clip
[02:24.631] We line the street beefing, trying to eat dying for bull****
[02:27.602] With the toaster racked, it roast your fabric
[02:30.021] And friends if conflict ever ends we post traumatic
[02:33.010] Quote for better, wrote the letter, "Sincerely yours"
[02:35.861] To heal the sores, where the real is forged
[02:38.360] Pen fire, from empire to golden state
[02:41.061] I write it loud, incite a crowd, then motivate
[02:43.724] Couple infractions, scratching prose admitting it
[02:46.235] On quiet track rewrite that for those illiterate
[02:50.292] They know it's about
[02:53.282] That pain, that gutter
[02:57.427] That 'caine, that flame, that butter (that butter, butter!)
[03:01.251] They know it's about
[03:03.638] (They know it's about)
[03:06.634] Some are ready for action
[03:08.956] Some are not
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[03:27.544] We need emotional content