>wit a match lite on both sides

Those guys were the most wise,
peep wisdom,
Let the rhythm hit'm, split'm//
in two//
Some prey to a statue, hindu, its cool,
I'll savor the last brew, like takin a capsule//
Its off top, spit immaculately,
I call shots, in the back seat, rappin to beats,
it all stopped, when the hash trees, passin to me,
You called cops, cause they had heat, blastin ya fleet//

Happen to be