Street Cries Poet Lyric

The Awakening Part 1

BY EZAR 

ROLLS ROYCE AND STREET LIGHTS PRIVATE JETS THAT 
TAKE FLIGHT 
A HUSTLERS APPETITE EQUALS THE CUSTOMERS SACRIFICE 

THATS THE MENTALITY HE MEDITATED IN THE MIST OF DA COLD NIGHT 
LOVE FOR STACKS GOT HIM LOST FOR SITE 

FEMALE PLEASURES GOT HIM LIVING THE HYPE
TWICE IN A GUN FIGHT HE WAS STITCH TIGHT 

BUT THATS THE RISK RIGHT 

TATOO OF A BLACK FIST ON HIS RIGHT WRIST 
IN HIS HANDS A BOTTLE OF CRIST 

THINKING ABOUT HIS NEXT PITCH 
CAUSE A QUATER OF A MILL IS FAR FROM RICH 

OPPOSITE OF HITCH NO WIFE IN THE MIX
LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW WITH A CIG IN HIS LIPS

BUMPING NOTORIUS BIG FULL CLIP 
HIS TEAM LEGIT NO COUNTERFEIT PHYSICALLY FIT 

MONEY TO GET BANKS TO STICK
HUNGER DEEP AS A BOTTOMLESS PIT 

SAFE DEPOSITE BOXES AT THE TOP OF THE LIST 
THREE GUYS AND A MISS ALL FULLY EQUIPPED

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