Free Soul Czheck Productions
I been through so much pain I bleed life-I been through so much strain 24-7 I need mines-my heart beats the streetlife-I have a heart attack when I go back to the County Line-I got no time for fakes trying to ruin mines-I only roll with the real or die-I take Quantom Leap of Faith-to the pinnacle plains-I hope God keeps open the Pearly Gates-cuz Ima man that changed-but I'll still bang for the gang-everytime you Google me it comes back to Eric Smith-I'm forever viral forever on ping hit-my everyday feel is like when 2Pac and Biggie was on top-like when "All Eyez On Me & Life After Death dropped-yall other Rappers feel is when "Me Against The World" & "Ready To Die" dropped-I control the 7 Oceans flow-I'm on my own IsL.And like the Brando's-I be rolling burning competition like tread on used wheels-Kelly Blue Book deals-true steals-roll on them leave em flat with these "LEAN" true skills-forever I'm that nigga-you just trying to be a mini me to that nigga-I'm forever in the house call me Big Brother-I evict people out the house I mix you up like the race of the "Others"-I'm to buku like B.I.G rolling like the wheels of the R.T.D-Richard T. Davis ready to die with me-I'm off the grid you can't track or follow my tracks-this Lean Music it don't get no better then that-I stay in the LAB with a rat like Bill Nye the Science guy-we bubble like Chemistry cooking up these rythmes-I got the volcano overflow-like vinegar and baking soda on implode-I got big game switch it up in different languages like Mutumbo-I hot box in the land with the potentest weed smoke-so deadly Carbon Monoxide aint got shit on what I blow-if you a celebrity hoe-that's on go-you can pay me for some convo-I shine like C.D Roms in the brightest light-I ride or die with the Illuminati light-blind the wrong that aint right-make them switch sides-turn right when they see the light-compared to my Hoodstar shine-the Prizm's light-look dull like Prison lights-I keep it tight like Prison lines-I'm serving niggaz like Kitchen Crew on the line-I keep my plate clean-like Skullery-Ima Space Baller I open my own Canteen-in the Penatentiary-slanging shit like drugs right after Robert Hill Lane Elementary-I'm slanging in Macy-had niggaz Spacey-K-Pax Kevin Spacey-Beth my Baby Nine 380-Looney Tunes got that Space Jam-that Tune bit off in the past-Lil Wayne Carter Tune-sounds more like Lil KazeLoon-I got copyrights since Prison to prove this is true-you can call me Gilly The Kid Part Two-

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