Pablo’s Vision

Lyrics

[Producer Tag] PA Dre shit [Intro: Lioness Jade] This is purity first The continuity since his birth The pen's potency penetrates the verse Even in the worst Conceived in the crack era The bearer of street tales The triumphs, the fails The money, the sales The raw, the scales The lockdown, the jails Maneuvering the bale The epic stories to tell Yet we still prevail through the hell Black cartel of poetry and rhymes Addicted production and divine shine Every line a thousand bricks of quick wit Of quick wit Magnetic, poetic, art prophetic Supreme genetic mic control Control the blocks with verbal Glock shots With those selling that cut product Only the blue magic Mic maverick feeding your habit The Alejandro Sosa flow So out the helicopter you go This that Georgian Delgado pure blow Can't feel your face That RJ Payne 187 degrees of lyrical expertise So welcome to volume 6 of I.C.C.T [RJ Payne] Let's go Payne [Verse: RJ Payne] Lil Georgy, I flew straight to Boston This sounds like [?] talking, I like my cake with frosting Bricks in my backpack, now watch me make a fortune Who trying to take a portion? Oh they're [?] paint your coffin Uh, gun shots 'til the drum stops Reckless shit, extra clips in my lunch box Red-handed, Fred Sanford at the junk shop Heavy metal in every ghetto, nigga slung rock Push it to the limit, took me a percentage Great guy, bake pies, with the cookies, I'm a chemist Look at me, a menace, they're shook of me, they're finished Then I owned my own masters, so I took my independence, Lord I'm 'bout to Lamborghini my whip 2020 vision, bet my family see me get rich M.O.P., make me Billy Danzini a bitch Tan bikinis and shit, yeah Vision is brighter, quick as a spider Pictures guns and a bunch of laughter, Will Smith and Al-Qaeda Kill shit as a writer, spill shit that inspire Still equipped with the fire, guerilla shit, the messiah, Payne One of the greatest ever I'm famous for murder, baby, I'm Che Guevara And niggas call me crazy, that's what makes it better I roll with pirates, coronavirus, the plague of terror Young niggas getting bread It's the season, this is freedom, picture Jigga with the dreads Free Ab, Dark Lo, and all my niggas in the feds Lil' kids is toting pistols, still pissing in the bed, come on I'm the face of the struggle Whether rapping or trapping, keep embracing your hustle Never allow a hater to break up your puzzle You simply kill him with success, that's the greatest rebuttal Cheah, I do it for the love I got niggas picking music over drugs Uh huh, that's right, I said I do it for the love I hustle, I'm on the web moving music like it's drugs It's Payne [Outro: RJ Payne] I.C.C.T. 6, motherfucker P.A. Dre on the beats Vettrax on the boards We back E.I.M.G This that shit y'all been waiting for Lot of niggas try to copy the formula But it ain't that blue magic though, you dig me? Let's go