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[Verse 1:] My shit sells, tell your folk's [Nigga) I'm no joke My lines make your ears bleed I'm audio coke I'm audio blow You snort this threw your ear lobs A natural high, this is pumped all over the globe I'm worth, more then gold Got pushers on every corner I Take control Of these so-called streets My whole network, is underground, kept underneath The black market Sell my rhymes and my beats And weak niggaz O.D. Off my music If I told you once, (I) told you twice not to abuse it I bake niggaz lose it They fiend for mine Your heart starts racing like the deep bass line They say I've committed a crime by coming on in Like heroin in a syringe A friend to a friend A testament that the war on drugs just ain't working The nose candy got me the Benz, that I merk in I'm 24 hours Like Perkings Letras de cancionesMy fine white powder Is addictive to the third person A certain, cause for concern, the laws inforced Here's a hit if, niggaz want to ride the white horse Feel the rush of adrenaline Fucked by my medicine Built in the lab, down in my basement So good you can taste it (one sniff) It's dope I'm drugs to your ears son, I'm audio coke I,m audio blow... [Chorus:] "The aroma reaches up to my nostrils" [Verse 2:] When I'm boiled to perfection, I rock I'm made for your block Created for the street's I get cut like crack rock You're boom box, gets hot And spreads my waves That's how I get paid Niggaz become slaves Addicted to the way Yo I smoke the MIC? Inhale the fumes, produced take you up to knew heights I sport the new Nikes plus a big gold chain I'm the cousin of cocaine But worst for your brain My audio is not what you use in moderation Get heavy rotation, On radio stations I'm what your parents hate for real Make the product your kids buy And the record stores sell From half to a mill I make niggaz kill I'm independent so I go where I feel For real Bring the Ruckus 2 tears and a bucket The more they hate this, the more the fans love it And the cops can't touch it We much crook's wiser The dealer ain't problem, nigga it's the supplier Where there's smoke, there's fire Take a toke, you desire More of this you require Then purchase the album Like thousands caught up in the web we weave At first we practice to deceive So strong you can here it, one line it's dope I'm drugs to your ears son, I'm audio coke I'm audio blow... [Chorus:] "The aroma reaches up to my nostrils" From Letras Mania