Commas

Business, busy

Counting the commas

Not many are saint

Poppin with lama

Between the lines

Give us a dose

Deep in the minds

Sickerly froze

Speaking of commas

Hangin on ropes

Hangin on dope

Sad for the kids

Whos out in the streets

Finding no hope

5-4... road

Roll it, roll it, roll it

Catch urself behind the scope

Have some changes hit you hoe?

Better go at show and smoke it

Make the bodies hit the floor

Bodies hit the dope

In the strive, fantasies, dont tend to hope

Preaching, reaching dreams i've had a long ago

Dirty sprite spilled on the floor

Hey hey hey hey

Brought ur money with us

We ain't for the murders

We ain't no drug dealers

Just a legal business

That u cannot witness

All the troubles on my way i have left for yesterday

Rest in peace to legends that Taking Off and fly away

Commas, commas

Maybe you miss hypothalamus

For me it seems pretty obvious

You can not even race close to us

Counter chorus

Came out the cage

Went on a stage

Speaking of dollars