another one of those thangzz

take a look out the window
see the crooks and the g'z
the pushers and fiends
s.u.v's leaving hookers on streets
so i direct my attention to a book i can read
or an empty sheet of loosleaf that i can fill up with ink
while city boys fillin ar-15's up wit l-e-a-d
leave u r.i.p to catch wreck for his team
catch cases in different places, stealin base and bass amps oudda homes
instead of catchin in outfield stealin bases and homeplate for his team
i mean- im jussa trippy hooligan
white cracker lanky albino lookin never accin like a fool droolin for moola duelin wit superman
persure future plans , power moves under full moons in my newest stance
smoke a dime while my tanqueray digest
find a place my 3rd eye can hide in
some colour as trident , but i'm still ballin
i was elevating but now the 3rd dimension where i been falling
push m.p.v thru the foggy street
where the crimey grimey skeets grind and hoodrats always tryna freak
my fasique- on a level competition dyin to reach
and these jordan # 4's keep me on my feet
but i believe i cannot seek- materials to fill spiritual needs
and tears won't heal any pain that my soul may recieve
no money clip
no rubbin dick
no gummies no money tryna see no broke funny shit
only get poonani if ur crotch and pockets stuck on thick
then she'll want ya to poo on her like b.i.g's skit in life after death yes-yes
chickity chickity check- i learned my game from the best
make music to caress the soul inside my chest -whip matchin the threads

nuff respect to the fogtown crew- nuff respect to him her and you
positive vibes & piece signz

crackin packin and passin phillies
stackin billies
u wit a slack committee we rollin deep in gritty in the back of the city
street lights and moonlight fight for attention thru the fog
surveillance cameras capture transactions preformed - thats a newbie job
drug busts in the cellar
tryna locate packages transported by propellers
jump out back windows wit da fellaz
stomp in timboots smoke endo essence essential to maintain the mellow
my credentials and fundamentals my incentive to gain cents(sense) in my bank and melon
peelin grape backwoods- fill it wit grade A and feelin great
that guud - stealin weight n peelin way
respect that jux- how we leave em straight no d.o.a
aint livin off evil jus dem illegal ways
kinda gay the way we leave em ass out
enter our area, sippin tanqueray till i pass out
ear pressed to the phone, makin moves in our glass house
seen your crew do the opposite of stand out
now its understood whatchu mad bout


i be dat fogtown hooligan- dope piece da rula man
threw me in a pool of gin- trippin off hallucinogens
life's a game u lose we in
J collection numerous
but refuse to consume jus to illuminate
never abuse the human brain
by fillin it up wit foolish thangz
we are the new age crusades
comin to reboot the game
i burned my loot
paid my dues and let em keep the change
let the evils turn away- while we burn the sage - eh
sittin low in this cadillac passenger seat
hungry - might eat these oreos right offa my feet
dummies- keep axin for collabs and a beat
but somethin keep on tellin me they pockets ran oudda cream-funny
smoked out- loc'd out
status is asperatus
prophets countin prophet till pockets can't even get no fatter
ya see we murder mc's everyday
l.s.d inside my veins
after 16 shots of tango, i was feelin it from my toes in my sandlas
to my pineal in my kangol
after 16 shots of tango
i was strippin off the hootchies materials- she was wearin and throw her legs on top of the panel