48 Crusades

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My flow so sharp I tear my mouth, I be the masochist
 My word my bond, u niggas word about as strong as plastic is
 I shoulda never smoked that sweet n sour widow
 Got me power napping with my eyes open staring out the window
 And from me u gets no sympathy
 I lost my feelings cuz a nigga stay so incoherent
 I lost my bitch just for buying another bitch some earrings
 I lost some weight and had to leave the state for goodness sake
 Snuck back in my mamas crib and fixed myself a healthy plate
 I'm bout my green soon as I wake up like healthy shakes
 She lookin at me like boy u funny but don't think you bout to penetrate
 And i dont hesitate
 I kill that pussy
 Bring it back like a seance
 Water be the fragrance
 New doc on the block, u see I got no patients
 My pockets real colorful lined up wit lots of crayons
 Squeeze racks out these chickens
 Lil mama do it for the D they call her Big Sean
 But this is Big Christian, ur server
 This game full of chips and its looking like its crunch time, lunch time
 If u think it's ur time then u staring at the wrong time
 Better check ur wrist watch
 I'm just tryna upgrade to an AP from a G-Shock, that's what I call a flip flop
 No joke, got fiends yelling out ayo Chris Rock
 I lift my shirt up like I'm 2Pac minus the sit-ups
 I be the big one at the bando wit a bad ho playing instrumentals
 My pockets keep some fat Wallace, ain't that Big
 I think I'm too high if I'm being honest
 I be a comet
 I got that yak mixed wit that chronic
 Boy keep me on it
 There's 48 laws of power
 Man that's 2 for every hour
 Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour
 Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour
 N i dont even try I just let her try the powder
 I devour any beat u throw at me
 Empower all the fiends heroically
 Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically
 A moment please
 There's 48 laws of power
 Man that's 2 for every hour
 Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour
 Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour
 N i dont even try I just let her try the powder
 I devour any beat u throw at me
 Empower all the fiends heroically
 Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically
 A moment please
 Damn near burned off my fingertips from smoking all those clips
 Copped my first Coogi sweater back in '06
 Then I found out my flow immaculate
 So spectacular
 I only liked two things back then, it's still the same two
 Writing poetry n beating pussy walls until they turn blue
 She need some spackle on
 A thick accent jawn
 Skin buttery in camisoles
 U a shoulda woulda coulda ass nigga
 Ask niggas
 It's Big Chri
 I'll have your bitch eating my kids like the creatures from the Stranger Things
 I just wanna live in harmony
 Tried to stay back, but that pussy it keep calling me
 Calling me a problem and she stay problem solving me
 Talk to me nice in all white like a orderly
 I take a pill I give her 1, 2 like George Forman b
 N she attracted to Balenciaga
 Heron Preston in my closet
 Fast money, quick deposits
 I dont know girl, something bout u make my dick the hardest
 Yea, my weed smell like a nigga farted
 Tell me what u into give you retail, Neiman Marcus
 Smoking on some spices from the Far East
 My weed bomb like i got ISIS on the blunt leaf
 There's 48 laws of power
 Man that's 2 for every hour
 Read that shit in half a day n still had time to smoke u dudes like sour
 Fuckin on ya bitch for half an hour
 N i dont even try I just let her try the powder
 I devour any beat u throw at me
 Empower all the fiends heroically
 Talking all that shit I stare u down real stoically
 A moment please

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Duration
03:45
Key
5
Tempo
173 BPM

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