Blu Damu The Fudgemunk Both Of Them Lyrics

Yeah, yeah!
Get me some the back packer's finest
2019 who got they backpacks to titles? Fucking liars!
[?] on the microphone [?] was flying hoes when they hear my tone

[?] my conscience

[?] by my sodomy
But post got me writting so violently
I can't find peace in the beats from the beast
From the west named west to the east down south to the streets
One mic, cypher complete, circle repeat, releif
Eat mc's, eat beans, eat grits that you keep [?]
Fucking Pusha T couldn't believe in nyc
I've seen Pusha T in the streets
'Cause I'm a fucking G; real recognize real
And that nigga seen me, bro
What does that mean if you came to see me?
B L U, nigga, no E