Banshee Walk

Yeah, bodies twitch when my phalanges talk Bitch I hit the block with the banshee walk Torch in my coat, I lift leaves in Kalahari droughts Hawk in my scope, coffin quotes on safari routes Bacardi with a ghost, I cut my teeth with a fishing knife Every scar a chapel, every vision is given life I'm a surgeon with my burdens, made mo-saics painting strife At night, rockin up my thoughts just like a chemist might Clickin stove in my brain, soundin just like my semi slide My four chambers is black ice, surrounded by catch wires I mostly died inside when my brother's time ex-pired Still I rise, I drove a AMG out the hellfires Cloaked in a hosts hearse nigga the only way I'ma get quiet Taste the blade first, I'm on a page from my environment Black rose from the grave dirt, pressure made me a diamond I'm mining minor thoughts turn a molehill to mountain climbing Yeah, streets alive keep your cannon sharp Pad turn the whole city candle dark This Vandal hold a stick like Stanley Clarke Leave you struggling with the banshee walk Streets alive keep your cannon sharp Pad turn the whole city candle dark This Vandal hold a stick like Stanley Clarke Leave you struggling with the banshee walk I hear gun rule blasphemy, they should name a street after me Clip your wings peasant, on the beat sweet alchemy Clifton Powell presence, you gon see me guaranteed You bleed? I feel your pain, share with me, like a pair of fiends Yellowman sellin heroine via my rarest dreams Crystal mountain back-lay, I wade in karat streams Pretty mean bitch parrot brain, glass hour jungle rain I pull up with that rod ain't no bass or no uncle Gene Huh, nigga you can't talk no pounds to no tumble weed Her face card on 1000 still that bitch could probably fumble me I run thru million dollar options in my slumber deep My summers filled with rays raining on fluorescent color beach I bite a crescent moon out a Georgia peach, and watch it leak I'm bout to build a stairway to heaven and let you see What's the entrance fee? I hope to endlessly Bend this Rolls Spectre through the Florida streets Halfway there, I could pour receipts Streets alive keep your cannon sharp Pad turn the whole city candle dark The Vandal hold a stick like Stanley Clarke Leave you struggling with the banshee walk Streets alive keep your cannon sharp Pad turn the whole city candle dark The Vandal hold a stick like Stanley Clarke Leave you struggling with the banshee walk