Mistah F.A.B. drops a track that addresses the ridiculousness of glamorizing drug dealers and taking pride in neighborhood crime rates.
Mistah F.A.B. drops a track that addresses the ridiculousness of glamorizing drug dealers and taking pride in neighborhood crime rates.
fabby davis
One of the hottest tracks I’ve heard in a minute.
Friends, Romans, countrymen lend me yo’ eardrums
It was a beautiful day off in the neighborhood
Yellows and greens and blues and browns
and greys and hues that ooze beneath dilapidated woods
Ain’t a thing could explain what pertains
to cocaine it’s a stain that rain
See summer roll around niggaz holla bout change
Then they steady move them ki’s like Bob James
Cause old man winter’s arrived, the temperature dives
November just died, December’s alive
Thus it ain’t no typical ride
Just individual’s way to bring home
the bacon when bacon was all gone
Makin it our own, takin me all wrong
We’ve all indulged in the bulge of those no-no’s
No you ain’t solo, it’s even lower levels you can go
Take sun people, put ’em in a land of snow
Okay someone is contradicting themselves hahaha! This fool raps about the stuff he’s taking about NOT RAPPING ABOUT..
Fabby
Deserves 5 mics, this is real, a message
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