Yasir Arafat Lyrics

Durag Dynasty

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Lyrics to Yasir Arafat
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(Verse)
I wrote some million rhymes, now I know I'm not the same
Like this similar to hell, and I'm walkin through the flames
I'm hot enough to know the jail bars like wax
I'll get you burnt up cuz I'm turnt up to the max
But you ain't that by putting coal in the furnace
Tell your homies line up, I rug D Downs could come and do some swerve shit
Niggas catchin cases just to ink
Are you tryna see broke? I'm getting money like the main streets
But you in the system I'm red flaggin
Infrared on my heat seeker get you a toe taggin
California love, dig dug what the bitches love
Nigga scared to death, tell his mom he need a big hug
I hug the blocks like a newborn baby
You owe me money and you gon pay me
Carry your led on these streets and get jacked
If my gun splat, catch a 3rd strike no kick back

(Verse)
GC cream forever, the fire's lit, watch how we acquire shit
Speakin on environments when I invent with scientists
Masters of the flying pistol, never shoot or try and diss
Or even try the sight on this while I guess
Hot damn ho, here we go again
Goddamn yo, I just want my nigga Rolls to win
Here we go again, chemicals kablam in the Rolls ascend
Co-defendants false off the exposure to the rose of man
Walls closing in, little niggas is bangin, crippin blood
The OG's is out the ray, you're in the wind
Go ahead, follow my scriptures
I'm in the lab with Al blowin a spliff, next to Prodigy speecher
Feeling like I'm fresh out of the picture
Thugged out, high off dope
Exotic, psychotic adventure
Just a supliment for yall to understand what you're fuckin with
Niggas get bodied on that happy bloom bluggy shit

(Verse)
Jackknife maneuvering, Shawshank Redemption at Jerusalem
My ultralight megawatts confusin em
The all knowin, hammer tuck by the groin
It's the broccoli, head rap scholars with dollars overflowin
Curb side courtesy, crack dealers and perjury, it's burglary
Swag out 30's, you love slurpin me
My dynasty is Durag, too bad you mad
Bogalash, you trash, the literary's too fast
Cocky campaign, butterscotch Levi scene
Egyptian muss dust, see my cream
Bad chickens off the energy, my killa be pimpin
We run circles with the alchemy, deliver the chemistry

(Hook)
Durag rap, ratchet clap smash it with a bat
Laughin at yo raps, smashin on you cats
Spazzin on you rats
Durag rap, The Dynasty is back
Yasir Arafat, countin up my stacks
Where the paper at?
Durag rap, smash it with a bat
Laughin at yo raps, smashin on you cats
Spazzin on you rats
Durag rap, The Dynasty is back
Yasir Arafat, countin up my stacks
Where the paper at?
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