Canadian Tuxedo

Verse 1: I would never pray to make a mill You always on the verge of lurking on a major deal This is independent baby, get your paper still Don't let the hustle ever break your will, take the kill No religion but a sacred seal Make Thug, No Love, You get on drugs, LOL, Fuck No Larry David Gusto, Arab Behavior Knocking Milk Crates on the back of bodegas Hmmmmm.. But you don't want to stay Local now do you baby? Hit the studio, propaganda voodoo maybe? A Movie role, all depends on what you truly know, I love the art but music made me moody baby HUH I let the stress eat itself, let the rhyme read itself, let the mind believe itself Create Victory, out of misery to speak for self I keep it humble, I don't want to make history It repeats itself... Chorus: OHHHHH No reigning on my ego Canadian Tuxedo Radio Playing the wrong people Canadian Tuxedo! Verse 2: Semi Suburban When they killed B.I.G. with Semis in a suburban ....