[FREE FOR PROFIT] Westside Gunn Type Beat - "Biscuit" 

A breakfast type beat needs more speed, hype up is it morning or mourning?

ive seen the light i wanna meddle in. been past a smile maybe ill match a grin. been pacin trough my life im feeling vacant still pour me another drink i got the pavement in sight pores inside my skin crumble to ashes in time wont find another heart u know the best of it died the rest of it stays on my drawer keep it safe by the nine no expiaition to find but maybe gems and jewels will bring me offers im a pusher and a prophet with no path to sky We fed the masses with lies still feeling Hunger to live. Im staying deep in my bag I pass the summer with a spliff by my lip The winter brought me commas to catch The runner upper got a stunner to match I smoke biscotti with my boys we got a hunnid to bag Ion got the stunner for show Turn u to biscuits if you fuck with my dough We gonna frsik him let his brother'nem know We gonna frsik him Four door levante Driving in chi town With four of my bitches 400 stiches if u snitch on the gang Live Life by the day I came from stick ups in vans To nice double dates With golden Wrists and a band We never fold unless it paper in pockets I made me a profit Provide narcotics and the rest of us buy it Sickening in silence Pouring cocke in the soda Turnt my hood into ghamorra and sodom The poorer the harder to focus A part of me broken another part of me broke Need something for coping I'll find sucess in my soul

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