Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Ode to the original females: Tom foolery, what happened to the real blue???



The bells still ringing our names
Yoshi, Esh, Beanie
You think the set don't recognize real?
We see the Crystal styling of Ceehy and the Teslie of our Disaster that it turned our blue dreams
Into Blue Stars
Flexing our entertainment, thru wintrop
Reflections of Africa House appearing on Utica
Or was that Ave . D

K.P tripping
Loews theater dipping
The 50's and 90's made it boss

Pool Hall swag,
Clouded glass
Cloud covered whats reported
Showcase swagger, was replaced soon after
With chatting on the cordless

You could reach the New York Raven
We Porno Thugging on  Loch
Chilling with the mafia set to Haitian
Cuz they was True Haitian

Squared you to pulp fiction
Yall never listened
Til the Lorkin lit up the park
Pushing the magnum
 Making the Dillinger jealous and wanting to glow

I can see the fireworks

Locing 6 points to see David

You wanna flag here
You came from no where
claiming unlawful sets
 The epitome of set tripping

I can G stone
The precious jewels of aquamarine
I still gleam, I got that glow
But my brightness leads to blues

What's fake stays there
why act like there's no fear
when I can mop you off your feet
Knuckle game tight, waking up the sleepy
Trying to talk your way out 
but your fear is squared
you have no place here
You got 6 minutes
Choose your 1st

Luckily the years dissolved it
Slow on the uptake leaves you unguarded
 
The barn yard, had no place for you
 We never excepted asses or bitches
 Try the next farm over
It no longer has a place for me

So move there
No peacing here
You have 6 seconds to get off it
Cuz I see gee see, off the travesty as the baby blue flies

White shirted up
Baby Blue
It was a first
 
Peace Loc,
Yo cuz what up
the crates used to lead me forward

The claim is laid
My g the same
Acting hard, pay the charge
 Question if you can afford it

Don't get it twisted
Retired but I'm always here
Heart pumps no fear,
You ain't leaving here
 Your fate could of been avoided


,Still would whip your ass
 to show you class
And how to act accordant
Do I have to show fist going up
 To show you what was on it

Fake breed fake
Theatrics of a performance
Never no talking
Cuz sometimes they still gotta learn

Shine like royal blue
 but I still s m see you
Cuz you aint never earned this OG stature

Now yall all playing games
with crayola

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