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Featuring Cj Fly, Dyemond Lewis, Ala $ole, Nyck Caution, Kir Produced by brandUn DeShay (Hook) Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright (Verse) Say were just a bunch of kids, like the Brady much Catch some miscellanous, guess, take it sweeter in the lane with us Favorite line of clothes you can hang em up You straight what’s up, I don' wrote this statement Cause it was thinking just, our homie he was fakin stuff So I gave him love, beat him up, broke his jaw He claimed he got jumped on & on suitor Hate to see my man in cuffs, it goes to show how these Brooklyn streets are dangerous Niggas ain’t playin son, come round here and shine it’s the timing When things get violent I lose violet Whenever they volley, that’s my style Until the show, that’s why they want the shower in. I came into this game and when no one told me my plate Said my grace, figured they must not know we're artists Letras de cancionesCause we just starvin artists who become someone artist To them I’m just a target but I’m sellin just like Target, uh I’m doing wonderful you baby bitches wanna feed (Verse) I’m flippin the bird to the public, I'm holding grudges I’m always angry, and I dunno who to blame So I blame the government, you gotta love it Another youngin' that sufferin I told him to fuck the world And made somethin from nothing Come and see how we come in the game like an intrusion Who send the straight supply to beats so I boozin, oozin I’m losin' my self control, you niggas is lightweight We times ten to four, and we bend the rules They act like they don’t know, who the Pro Era crew is? Who Diamond Lou is, coming for they flesh we leave them left like new diss And if you knew this you'd see I show you the ropes I’ll be your PE coach, you know you see this smoke How you think I'm smashing records like the CD broke, CD In the back of the stu’ catching a view of the environment Over and I vandalize the shit inside. (Verse 3) It be that young Deniro, get checks like I get dinero You scare hoes to the point they don’t wanna get near ya Bad flows pour'd over ear Fo sure, I flow with enzones, I'm wonderin the same damn clones Coast to coast get mommy's like I’m supposed to, get posed to where I Oppose you, so don’t pose you I approach fools with tools and leave em with cork screws And resume the cruise, my hand on the boob will bruise And we interlude, she get new for cash tho jewels, And I pursue, put my two been huntin my room (kaboom) Two open room shots sex the best, so you know I get lots of Fuck em and I duck em, never in my pivotal I’m a love Doc. given out my presciptionals It’s the principals, I'm the princical, I love broads But I’m a young Don, so my nigga only get physical (Hook) Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright (Verse) As the drum kick basses, break faces And the vibe take you places, here comes a track that niggas couldn’t be tracing From the end of mind to trickle down your inner spine And make these non alcholic girls do it liqoolwine And in the midst of time, spittin rhymes was a trick of mind From the effect of joints, minimize the squinted eyes Never need to be even or reasons, the only nigga only breathing from God With a mental demon screamin and two seasons Had to reflect the style come correct, so it come correct But it didn’t come correct, when I’m done for sex I’m better next than less, so the text got the message When a nigga bring more down from his pores Without a single blemish, let him embelish every Letter for ever with this soliloquy, thus spittin are your suspitions, suspiciously Come and cop the little weed, cause niggas got higher from Single bigger beads and climb the single tree (Verse) Said I be thrown up on this plateau, mobbin with my capos It’s all about the booty like sparrow, get your arrows Cause the bose know that the fuckin pros hoe Wait, sippin slow so, slow mo, seems to be our fate uh Rhythm rhythm got me high as fuck See my stock risen up, I be never findin trust But I found myself through the light, I thrice Jumped and got ups like delivery trucks, I’m sicker Cereal shmucks from the imperial clubs, offering lanerial love I’m treat it like a domino, and knock em down I don’t give a literal fuck your minerals suck I’m a lyrical slud, uh, look, don’t tell me what it really be Cause all I see is indigo and symmetry end of road I end your road, and if your learn your soul, Expect the death for sho. (Verse) Eh yo lets go, analytically you can see through my energy I been a sinner, higher than my fuckin enemies We all guys in our mind, body and soul Don’t get caught up in 360's or you will be sold And I don’t play that shit, PE be the PEb Cream of the crops circle, alienated And I know that’s my ultimatum, I know its bitter sweet And word to the streets, its either you or me And Imma fuckin eat, so check your co-sign before I rocafella But they don’t touch the cheddar, cause they all know better This is the fruit of my labels so watch the land grow through my eye lids Since you fueding not confusin through in my intellect And my cooling need a melodine, so baby put the melon in Or magnesium, you niggas tarnish, smell em Your am radio active no fair (Hook) Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright (Verse) If they hop on the dick, make sure you protect it Watch how you step, plenty shit you can step in And no disrepectin if you ain’t in your section Better watch how you talk, you stalkin my brothran 47 goons come cool with no prevention from the coolers of the dimensions Just mention, that you let them bring the best of your attention Like last night I rode the train, just to vibe As I stood between the cars spliff in a knot Having visions of spittin these rhymes on the mic As I open my eyes to see lies that they hide On that 47 shit I climb and survive and been through these rhymes Definin through times, line by line guidin all your right lines To find your right vibe to get your husstle up and find your right grind Find your right grind like (Verse) I take tote of the marijuana smoke til I float like boats in the ocean With shar show boatin, slow post get slow poked over me Just a kid, wait your kidding right? nigga no joking Too much commotion broke folk just won’t stop talkin Could play his cards right I just might poke em Cause where I’m from, hearts don’t get broken they got stolen Say the wrong sentence, nigga put a semi to your colon Pause that like dog spit sicker than bone meat Fuck the world in orgys until that world until that bitch bore me My flow horny, my game nice, my style naughty When I low though, hilfiger that out shortly uh I speak the truth and she knew this since birth It’s her nature to knew she look like Earth, stupid It don’t take cupid, all it takes is cool kids So cats prey on pussy like cool It all seems fictitous dreamin with my team for the riches They say to watch out, for the skeemin ass bitches You better keep a lot of cream for them itches I'm too vicious, in a stream full of fishes So I move with the waters like my niggas that manuever with a quarters I skimped the last order, so you can dueces if you want in A few coronas got me future my aura, Future I’m controlling with my mind and my merries If you talkin shit then let me fly to the pyramids She feel nasty when she swallow the little kids That means we had a minor out of body experience Stick and stones can’t break my bones So I allow cones like 47 chromes sing pro knowledges Know we in the zone in the middle space time To tell em let me hit my phone, (Hook) Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright Who wanna cypher in the room tonight? Grab the mic Everything is gonna be alright. From Letras Mania