I am the narrator
par Plan B
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I´ll be that...
Lyrical narrator, social commentator
Socially commentating, what I say´s verbatim
Verbal stipulator, oral illustrator
Orally illustrating, what I´m stipulatin´
Drugs rule everything around me
Thugs makin´ money
My manor manor´s I´ll ya´ll, I´ll ya´ll
Pushers on my block, shottin´ rock
This is real yo
Bitches suckin´ cocks, for them rocks
Yey they will though
Prossies on the corner with the fuckin´ high heels on
Pick ´em up, drop ´em off
Yey they ride real strong
Crack addicts lookin´ for other addicts to steal from
Walkin´ round wondering where they´ll get their next meal from
Coke heads, on the reds, sniffin´ up their wages
Dealers on speed dial suckin´ all their papers
Still on the same number that they´ve had for fuckin´ ages
Sim card so old, the logo´s fuckin´ faded
But turn it over an´ ya see the gold nugget
Reflectin´ off the light that shines down above it
Unregistered shit, you gotta love it
"Pay As You Go" so the feds don´t bug it
Twitter for the Streets, if you want Tweets
Eleven little digits an´ the blow is all you need
Tell me what´s your poison, they got everythin´ from weed
Up to Meth Anphetamine, everybody follow me
An´ join up to their antisocial network
Database ´o smack, coke an´ crack smokin´ experts
Without it they´d go outta business, they´d no longer get work
So anybody tryna fuck with it´s gonna get hurt
Lyrical narrator, social commentator
Socially commentating, what I say´s verbatim
Verbal stipulator, oral illustrator
Orally illustrating, what I´m stipulatin´
Are you sittin´ comfortably?
Well put your seat belts on, ´Cause you´re in for a harrowing ride.
´Cause this is I´ll Manors, where dark shit goes on at night.
I am the narrator.
The voice that guides the blind, following not with your ears but your mind.
An´ allow me to take you back, an´ forth through time.
To explain the significance of things you may think are insignificant now.
But won´t... farther down the line!
Lyrical narrator, social commentator
Socially commentating, what I say´s verbatim
Verbal stipulator, oral illustrator
Orally illustrating, what I´m stipulatin´
Drugs rule everything around me
Thugs makin´ money
My manor manor´s I´ll ya´ll, I´ll ya´ll
Pushers on my block, shottin´ rock
This is real yo
Bitches suckin´ cocks, for them rocks
Yey they will though
Prossies on the corner with the fuckin´ high heels on
Pick ´em up, drop ´em off
Yey they ride real strong
Crack addicts lookin´ for other addicts to steal from
Walkin´ round wondering where they´ll get their next meal from
Coke heads, on the reds, sniffin´ up their wages
Dealers on speed dial suckin´ all their papers
Still on the same number that they´ve had for fuckin´ ages
Sim card so old, the logo´s fuckin´ faded
But turn it over an´ ya see the gold nugget
Reflectin´ off the light that shines down above it
Unregistered shit, you gotta love it
"Pay As You Go" so the feds don´t bug it
Twitter for the Streets, if you want Tweets
Eleven little digits an´ the blow is all you need
Tell me what´s your poison, they got everythin´ from weed
Up to Meth Anphetamine, everybody follow me
An´ join up to their antisocial network
Database ´o smack, coke an´ crack smokin´ experts
Without it they´d go outta business, they´d no longer get work
So anybody tryna fuck with it´s gonna get hurt
Lyrical narrator, social commentator
Socially commentating, what I say´s verbatim
Verbal stipulator, oral illustrator
Orally illustrating, what I´m stipulatin´
Are you sittin´ comfortably?
Well put your seat belts on, ´Cause you´re in for a harrowing ride.
´Cause this is I´ll Manors, where dark shit goes on at night.
I am the narrator.
The voice that guides the blind, following not with your ears but your mind.
An´ allow me to take you back, an´ forth through time.
To explain the significance of things you may think are insignificant now.
But won´t... farther down the line!