Meyhem Lauren & DJ Muggs – Camel Crush

My wisdom effective, my vision I’m a [?]
That’s how it go down so I don’t really trust these streets
Unless I’m tryna bag a mommy
Fuck around, I’ll make your son fold
It’s fucked up because I lust these streets
Custom made shirts, I pop you need collars
Super Avengers, Met symbols on their fitted
I’m busy getting paper, catch you niggas later
My story’s untold nigga, I’m a [?]
Cash [?] your wig
It’s still Queens for the victory
Floating moving potent while you stepping on the [?]
Play the block when it’s [?]
And swerve in the punani when it’s creamy like [?]
Fast be the way that I live, uh
I need an intern to bag 100 thousand fifties
Fly before rap so rap could never gas me
That’s how them Queens niggas get it
Smooth when I hop out that whip I speak raspy
Started looking at shit, you know what I’m saying. How the fuck you gonna sugar coat murder and mayhem, nigga? You can’t sugar coat violence, nigga. You know started thinking and reminiscing and shit. Like about 4 o’clock in the morning and shit, sparked the L. What up my G? You know I woke up graciously this morning, you know what I’m saying, anxious. It’s kind of funny how these niggas wanna sugar coat violence, nigga.
Complexion hickory, flexing making history
Maneuver invisibly when hopping out the grey car
Up for weeks trying to get it
We ain’t grow the same so we grew apart
Moving unpredictably, I live under the radar
Glide like a figure skater when I get the data

[Verse: Meyhem Lauren]
You never seen me rocking slum gold
My future’s looking prosperous, it could’ve rised the gypsies
My niggas getting money so my crew is smart
Bat cave president, never hesitant
Uh, street scholars seek dollars