8 Palms ft. Pat the Azmatic, Kirk & SMITH.b Lyrics

There is hope and deceit in our blood

Hold into me to see and precieve with the 3 I'm in touch

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64

I see all that maybe and that's done

All different ways to be and believe while receiving the blunt

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64

I focus on the future but they hold me to my past

I'm seeing lots of sly maneuvers made behind a wall of glass

You know that I can see right through ya and this shit aint built to last

Fuck throwing rocks we popping rugers cause we outta stones to cast

They said I can't atone for that without my heart and soul intact

But I'm decomposing trash with no heart or soul attached

I got No strings attached either, sweeter things in life than cash

I break the meter crashing lanes, man I'm done holding back

Golden caps in my brain allow me see truth, ain't no truce

Made with enemies they want you for ya loot

For a bag they didn't earn they burn bridges and they crew

That's some shit I've only heard, not some shit I'd ever do

Never knew, I had it in me be unfriendly if I need to

I'm the creature that you reach to, if you tired of other people

Like the preachers under steeples, I speak fire among prime evil

To the liars and the snitches and the people trapped with needles

There is hope and deceit in our blood

Hold into me to see and precieve with the 3 I'm in touch

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64

I see all that maybe and that's done

All different ways to be and believe while receiving the blunt

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64

Make a movie of your block this banger a block buster

Way I drop this summer make baddies just drop they numbers

Only numbers in my focus are the ones before the comma

Add another like an Oxford, push my spirit like a product

I move carefully study Flora and fauna

Survival instinct intact the badass being brought up

I'm cappadonna to these cappin prima donnas

Match and tonic with the rag in bottle, point and he's a goner

Rappers my kids raise em right be a good father

Son or daughter, put down the mic stick to the teeter totter

If there's beef my homies go Schwarzenegger to choppers

If they talking out of line get them lined up like a chakra

Homies into powder and the green like some matcha

Never know how the coin is landing when it's tossed up

If it's scars up, I pity your hard luck

Ghostface, meth and red how I let this 50 Buck

There is hope and deceit in our blood

Hold into me to see and precieve with the 3 I'm in touch

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64

I see all that maybe and that's done

All different ways to be and believe while receiving the blunt

I got 8 palms trigram straight 64

8 palms trigram straight 64