Tragedy Khadafi - Narcotic Line Lyrics

Tragedy Khadafi - Narcotic Line Lyrics

…this verse like … from a rougar
I’m the one, just like the hour of …
… adressing all rumors
They want the 2 5 back now if not sooner
Yo … emerge from the … yard
Understanding is the best part yes I blast off
My …evil, born in the …
My songs for original people
… paradise my life
Universal flag on my index, flooded with ice
Just … part the game like the …
New love lost but y’all niggers … expect me
Add the name to the wall and they just …
My rhymes is god …
If I fall off I land on the top of New York
Spit in they palm without getting the … from flex
Roll on test before .. jets

Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw
I treat this rap shit like war so therefore
I get the streets exactly what they need
This is what I breathe, I’m the last of a dying breed
Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw
I … solo

… share holder…still on my shoulder, the game ain’t over
You are now witnessing the image of the law
Hip hop was never dead, was locked behind bars
Jehova or rap, … over the track
2 5 2 the god is back
Did number in my chest I don’t mean in my state green
I mean is carved in my flesh
I stake my name, my name I stake
Never play with this game till I lay in the flames
If you breathe what I breathe then you one and the same
2 5 in my bloodstream all in my vein
Life support, cut your life short
… 2 5 2 … blood fall

Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw
I treat this rap shit like war so therefore
I get the streets exactly what they need
This is what I breathe, I’m the last of a dying breed
Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw
The golden arrow of rap is back on the street
I escape from the low intestines of the beast
The locked up a land deceased
The .. in my blood so the love is deep
… call him your highness
Y’all niggers is all vaginas, my lines is timeless
Speak classics like the … air maxes
Move la Al-Qaeda … arabs
The game need a face lift, stuck in the matrix
Narcotic lines from the minds of pure hatred
For my soldiers in the box, tied naked
You can hear they screams all over the track when I lace it
I’m still hand cuffed to the project
… still blow shots to … life
… you can’t believe I’m still nice
The beat ain’t break me, the desert’s all safety
Salute me or shoot me, praise me or lay me

Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw
I treat this rap shit like war so therefore
I get the streets exactly what they need
This is what I breathe, I’m the last of a dying breed
Yo the game make the same no more
Matter of fact, it ain’t the game no more
Narcotic lines of raw.