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Substance Abuse Slicker than Azrael more Wicked than Gargamel Tide couldn't get the stain out You softer than Suavitel Ain't nobody got time for talking When I step to you Cuz dog words don't hurt But murda weapons do Thoughts of the fuckery Yourself you shoulda kept it to And now you food up in A hot pot of pepper stew A good punch in the face The best plan interrupter Gimme some room or else Ima send your mans to the upper Mufucka G Wash watch CeCe sun shine Been the greatest of all time Since i was unsigned Don't worry bout my old rap name It started in the street Claiming it one thing Maintaining it harder to complete With that said i never told Or compromised my soul I play my part well Far as a Bronx survivor's role Rambo and Commando I'm making them type of movies You stop to take commercial break Niccaz Freevee and Tubi My land known as the Mecca For the Sleezys and Rubies Killers get killed - playing one Its not easy to prove me For the record first King Of New York Christopher Walken Frank White was a character From a script he was talking Got shot by a cop on the train Died in a cab Substance determines with whom i decide to collab I dont draw inspiration from flicks With made up drug lords Couple pliers and wire cutters I clip plug cords Nicca Stop saying who is this cuz its me Substance Abuse I'm goin odee I stack money stay high stepping lowkey Out every letter from A to Z I'm so G Bonz Malone Interlude Glizzy to the grill No intent to throw franks Shit not a music video prop got no blanks No flag pop out the top of the barrel When its bang time No block named for you Commemorated by your gang sign Sent on a secret hideaway No face no case casket Your bars a replacement emoji For the wastebasket Playing no games but here To get a ring in this sport NOTORIOUS B.I.G. THE ONLY RAP KING OF NEW YORK!!! I remember reading The Source article Written by Bonz Malone Til further notice none of you Other n****z own the throne Rap Wars more commercial Than a Crown to gain That bullshit you did after Sent your legacy down the drain I don't do that beef N Make up with a n***a stuff Once my ten toes down champ The town ain't big enough Who getting outta dodge? Never me - Go Run Tel Dat Pardon me must've meant Hopping out the black HellCat Nicca Stop saying who is this cuz its me Substance Abuse I'm goin odee I stack money stay high stepping lowkey Out every letter from A to Z I'm so G G Wash Produced by 5iveStar Substance Abuse Nah mean you got a million mfs out here With either no style at all Or too much of somebody else's Got one mf talking Any kind of way For the cheddar Two don't make it no better Yu Heard? BX!!! That Blu Stu Chicken nicca 169!!!
Writer(s): Darrell Fields, Gene Lewis Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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