This is not just another hot sixteen In the hands of the artisan, shine pristine Scarlet like the blood of all them wrist-slit teens Black stone all our folk never got to live the dream This could never be a lame, it swing 'til it lean Its the shine off the barrel when the big thing gleam Shakes from the nicotine, feen from the lack Weight 'pon her chest pain scream from her back This is not another, fake and run for cover play This is real I wouldn't do it any other way C- A- T- Crown A Thornz Portfolio heavy like some Alpert horns Multi-flow, techni-color, digi-animated Pop up on the riddim like a pillager that come to raid it So you can say it, you can play it how you want But don't you try to front like this is just another song...
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