Fm Lyrics - Letur-lefr : 2012 Ep - John Frusciante

Check it 

Let's build by destroying that weak shirt 

I bet you think that's hip hop 

Nigga that's reset 

Whats up with the flip flops 

Nigga that's weak shirt 

At least throw on some damn socks 

Looking at them shits 

Got you on your toes ha 

Don't over step your bounds 

Especially in those 

You are walking on deadly grounds 

Not hot coals 

Here you get hit with rounds 

Like fuck you hoe's 

You marry them 

Wife em up 

We enlighten them 

And occasionally tighten them up 

We hip hop villains 

The bad guys you root for 

If the government don't kill them 

Load your gun and shoot for them 

B9 need a broad like Bonnie 

Someone to hold me down and can work the Tommy 

Call me 

I'm laid back like beach chairs and mix drinks 

Feet up check out my Nike airs 

What I call this here is lyrics 

The flow the spirits 

The beat loud the clearity 

I'm sure you'll hear it 

The word play delivery 

Watch how tear it apart 

You will remember me on account 

How I shoot this dart 

Ride the track as if I'm loco 

My motive be 

Is show niggas that I'm no ho 

In fact a G 

Yup 

This here's solo as in lp 

Came through and smashed it solo 

No help for me 

Thought it appears I'm asleep 

I'm not I'm chilling 

Thought very much in my thoughts 

Just my feelings 

Feeling the highs, feeling the lows 

Feeling vibe, just feeling the flow 

Taking a ride with no where to go 

Just be ghost be gone 

Just coast till we approach the dawn 

We getting close till we exit 

About to exit onto the nest route 

And just keep pressing on 

Hit cruise control 

To where no blues patrol 

No worries but who's to know 

Let's just go 

The villain is black dress to kill in all black 

Rugged monk is his name and I'm ready for combat 

Whether rap, scraping, or jacking 

I always keep it cracking 

Spit flows that's consitent 

Pure satisfaction 

For your eardrum show you how the west was won 

Got a fully loaded notebook and my tongues the gun 

Spit like an ak 

Come from Compton C-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A 

Gunplay around my way police harrass you everyday 

If you ain't seen no yellow tape 

That's a good day 

Serve suck ass on the mic 

With my rugged wordplay 

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