Who Do It Better?

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Who Do It Better? I pull up in that Integra smoother than leather/ I'ma do this forever middle finger whoever I'm use to this weather/
I come from Maryland..I smoke on every strand/
Rest In peace to all my friends who died from Heroin/
Moment of silence Why the City I was born so violent?/
Why the drugs in my county wilding?/
Don't ask why I'm not smiling/
The world cold got everybody firing.... Damn...
I said the world cold that's why everybody firing.../

Brazy Da Bo$$ - Verse 1
Gotta Bundle up in this cold world/Gotta be Street smart As the world twirl/
Heart is the key to the locked door/ Once you got that can't be stopped so/
Push through never ever back down/Take a loss come back harder next round/
Head high in the sky got confidence/ I got so much to accomplish/ No compass I know where I'm going No damn given so I'm flowing/
Get wet up now your frozen/ burr its cold outside
Homicides everyday/ Somewhere far from where I stay/
Went to Heroin High but all I ever smoke is J's/
Weed is not a gateway drug i'm living proof blame ya' plug/
Some of my friends ain't here today hope they in Heaven as I pray/
(I blow smoke into the sky and ask why../ Do we have to live and die../
Why can't we ALL live in paradise? Tell me why/ I hope I get answers when its my time/)
Who Do it better than the veteran? I should be beheading them/ For lack of intelligence pure negligence/
I fuel elegance obscure yes I been / but I still pull up in my ride like.../

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ISLANDZ - Verse 2
I like to party see feds on my floor druggies keep calling they blessing my phone/
I don't like chains but them diamonds are cold Obama's a bitch got Libya at war/
That be your main that be my hoe that be your AK poking the hole/
That be the feds knocking at door that be my plug I'm taking them calls/
I be so high I cannot stall I be so high I cannot fall
I be so high see everything small/
Try to charge me I'm charging my phone tryna find me I be in my zone/
I got that action they calling me Jones/
Indiana smoking Maryland I got runner no evidence/
(I like to party see feds on my floor druggies keep calling they blessing my phone/
I don't like chains but them diamonds are cold Obama's a bitch got Libya at war/
That be your main that be my hoe that be your AK poking the hole/
That be the feds knocking at door that be my plug I'm taking them calls/)

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