Amy Winehouse (feat. Wise King, Tha God Sin & Crook)-Stylez tha Shadow Figure

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Amy Winehouse (feat. Wise King, Tha God Sin & Crook) - Stylez tha Shadow Figure
Written by:Gregory Smith
History in the making
Wise king
Chris styles
Chris styles the shadow figure
Hey hey hey hey hey uuh
Appear like a African sultan
Sixteen books revelation at random Boston
Who want gun played with the king
That's been degrees Fahrenheit
Razor tip like a disease
Or I suck your battleship
Brought you to your knees
Two twelve rappers still relevant to disease
Tell me now I live forever like the dragon balls we agree
I hit hard like Pacquiao
Kid up pimp please
Everytime I spit a volcano will brah
Everytime you spit a spitter sh*t give it up
The winds in Mikasa bring the crunches Korean be done
You ain't poppin' bringing rockets industry make
'Cause I couldn't believe all your f**k sh*t
Clear one stars got can't believe in their rollin'
That's the real reason why we're down low and
Ain't were for pretty playboy
That ain't delight that we're lookin'
Then you guys some n**gas want to live your life promotion
Now another n****r dead in the hook for random pokin'
I friend
I sell entrepreneurship
Still smell manure when you order the four zip
Smell gun powder jag boys for the bullsh*t
Have all the navy lookin' crandy comes to this old sh*t
Tired of bullsh*t
Take a hike you want yo want none of my bullsh*t
Makin' ya ate for lunch 'cause I'm smokin' a bullsh*t
N**gas know my status
Bring for money fee not drop Vegas
F**king with the money chi me I'm in the bright house
With that any white house
Really in the draft n**ga f**k I got lala
N**gas know my status
Bring for money fee not drop Vegas
F**king with the money chi me I'm in the bright house
With that any white house
Really in the draft n**ga f**k I got lala
Last to preturn
Precut from different cloth
Get to make the night me anymore
Back in position the team ready for war
So flas don't feel like I'm above the law
Tear uh I've been needing like the boss
Twin bed in the belly big thinkin' in Rick Ross
Two flix in the telly and breakin' them both off
Like blowing up the cell yeah doing the phone calls
I was feeling for whips 'til I'm born in the year
I was chasing my dreams 'til I caught them
And my can't get go with your mess
I started making favor rap
Song that ain't nice
'Cause I thought the wild cowboy my style still logical
Sick metaphors of blast that make it comical
N**gas got you headed in the clouds that's sceptonomical
The grind house n**gas is ready now gangster to chronicles
For one in the house of the horse bring in the damage
Anybody thinkin' they better doing what I can do
Fortune not to lord of the poet blowin' the altitude
Hearts made it too late
B**ch I will pour it out to you
N**gas know my status
Bring for money fee not drop Vegas
F**king with the money chi me I'm in the bright house
With that any white house
Really in the draft n**ga f**k I got lala
N**gas know my status
Bring for money fee not drop Vegas
F**king with the money chi me I'm in the bright house
With that any white house
Really in the draft n**ga f**k I got lala