feat. Tré Williams)
[Verse 1:]
...Let there be light
No gangbanging in New York tonight
Just murals of Biggie Smalls bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic because ya'll anit listening right
What's all this talk that Nas got hawked?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk
Anit nobody been where I been they at standstill
This is all overseen by man Will
[Hook:]
As I walk through the valley of shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me
And all my business all my sin is straight ??
and thank the hood for all the love they gave
Forgive em all for all in this to hate
ohhh let their be light
[Verse 2:]
This anit to glorify just painting a street picture
There's no goddess or bibles just blunts and swishers
Gillette's cut caine in the kitchen
Now every rapper wanna claim he hang with Kenneth “Supreme” Griffin
It's like the same difference except when nigga's get arraigned
They don't want the same sentence, nigga's get to snitching
years
wonder
williams
wanna
verse
trippin
touch
tonight
through
things
there
their
thats
street
standstill
young
standing
splitter
sound
something
forgive
upper
until
focus
blunts
murals
difference
differ
nothing
demand
could
flagging
conversation
thank
speak
doing
hustlers
parents
title
fades
fours
coast
garbage
bring
better
vacation
getter
supreme
claim
arnold
asking
about
other
arraigned
where
reverse
bigger
horse
enjoyed
alright
gentlemen
quarters
american
brain
found
niggas
hungry
audio
bibles
straight
after
bread
ladies
valley
manhattan
biggie
except
brothers
since
falls
bullets
business
because
ghetto
painting
glorify
cassette
goddess
rises
chalk
griffin
willis
times
minds
hating
hustler
invite
white
kenneth
nobody
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