DUAL-WIELD

[SAM R I]

Welcome to the darker land where they spark and clap
Starter caps catchin shells by the garbage cans
This where we hopeless tryna turn to a God quick
Sling packs, shoplift, or ball like Josh Smith

Looked up to hustlers with loud bling like
Slick Rick circa 88 crown bling type
Cause standin on their money they was Yao Ming height
Instead we forced to hear what these rounds sing like

Pop like choir, shots lost in a fire
Seven blocks of the violence have you poppin em blindly
Heaven fast, homies sent up for several stacks
Get em back, that’s on they mind when they metal blast

Innocent gone in a way with a cinema charm
Blicky’d a jaw now the news delivered to moms
We still hustled like we broke when the dough came
Gon' still grow at the top, just like Rogaine

[Cuts by Deadplantt]

[HILOKALON]

Part time rebel son, 40 Glock, make em jump
Dope blocks, set em up, one stop, get it done
Shimmy to the top, one shot gotta keep them gloves
Shawty's want attention but nah I never let 'em touch

Get it with the tempo, play you like Nintendo
One wrong move now ya ass eatin' Jell-O
Ball like Carmelo, some call me guero
Flippin big packs and get back full metal

See me pushin' benzos, still puffin endo
Ridin with extendos, pick you in the endzone
Rock it like a clepto, steppin on ten toes
Servin up fiends since 14 kept my head low

Never seen you outside equipped with them dirty slugs
That tough love, fake thugs givin me mugs
These lames hating, don't phase me nah I never bluff
Keep it tucked, no love get the semi up