Correction Paroles McKenzie Freestyle par Sylvan LaCue

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I’m like four blunts in
Yeah, desperate times call for desperate measures
Pardon my sauce
Air Forces whiter than McKenzie
I think I’m done being friendly
I call some n***as my brothas
They responded with envy
All of them promises empty
Young Sylvan back, don’t you tempt me
I’m easily offended
I know my limits endless
They wanted me to die on the hood
That I planted my flag on, stupendous
How many times I gotta do what i say?
I guеss my cloth cut different
Seamlеss how I ride these piano melodies
Always move freely, I answer to no one
I had it poppin’ back when Amwell shot in the shogun
Never rode the backs of enemies
Boy, I was chosen
These plays come from God’s Grace
Impeccable show part
Ship this boy off like a Frank Lucas
10%, don’t be negligent
I’m too smart for this sh*t
That y’all play cool with
These smarts, come from the heart of a Haitian
Father was never complacent
Coulda got rich, got invasive
Harlem that boy had no shake on, ugh
I think I’m back in my bag
You n***as look good losin’
My morning starts with head, a good book, two blunts
Some meditation and music
Cool with gang, while I’m cruisin’
Don’t ever get me confused with these
I’m in a good mood n***a
My chakra’s go a-bloom clata
Green in my eyes, Mofusa
I never had to run away
To find myself all by myself
Provide myself with all the amenities
Plus a new chopper to sing
To all these f**k n***as
Had me movin’ with a blind sight
Chiropractic
Got my mind right
Hundred thousand dollar deals
Gotta keep it trill, leave it in the limelight
f**k around and take this hold
sh*t back [?] Fist
I don’t rhyme tight, I act different
My delivery is slicker than a [?]
my divine sinners
Blunt got my third eye twitching
Couple boys cry wolf, [?]
Get yo money n***a, I don’t mind pimpin’

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