(Scholar Wise) Scaramanga...Scholar Wise.... Wise as serpents...harmless as a dove...I show the force to bury masters
Chorus (Scholar Wise) Seven Eyes Seven Horns 4x
Verse 1: (Scaramanga) Maximum ice, slick ridiculous, permits no warrants up to date garments enormous flossin' the trimecka upstairs from the inspector perfect intellect collector ressurect the early Eighties when Sun reflect with the shiny rope, fascinating grill chill on the hill, push crill dollar bill earner with the burner pull a long-legged broad at Vanderbilts like Tina Turner a scene of murder, schemes you never heard of word up, relax, remember the facts of life knifes and bats, gats and chain cutters box cutters, butter leather Gooses exclusive windbreaker Laker, jealousy will get your outfit ruined lay up in VA and relay back to NA with mad clout flyin' South of the border blessed like Holy Water a quarter of what I made back another stack, you get tackled like a Carolina Line backer in his time a fine actor real niggas react or decline spines with the Nine spade invade, terrificly jet in a Fifty G Lex say it specificly, my logo reflect the new shield on the playing field, this is the deal Son.
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Verse 2: (Scaramanga) Richly employed, avoid decoys don't toy with you boys gats strapped, the Real Mccoy adapt with the Magnum mentality went in back of Balley's Gym the Alley's dim fatality ended loans when we extended chrome blocks get dark at about Five O'Clock in these parts spark the Rockaway pistol whip 'em for 200 Dollar Hardaways pardon, no play without equipment AK's and Nines out on the street, a new shipment Scara don't need convincin' I can get militant in an instant from opulence to equivelence fat medal doesn't move with momentum cartel sell well Emeralds any shape, size, form or resemblance shit fly like '98 Polo Wimbledon Hilfiger boostin' gear with fururistic symbols in the front like Hologent flourescent material like Isrealites and my murders are serial type no question aggresive power from the slanted crecent immortal in a ghetto muriel ressurected at the burial.
Chrous
Verse 3: (Scaramanga) Image start to finish unblemished chemist blend with exotic shit, pull your Fifty yard line of scrimage, mad tinted crash the incent scented rented entered Five Months in HDM for the ATM blast the Public defender wasn't defendin' shit fuckin' Benedict, in the Pen it's blood or crypt what a script the government never ment or intended on me growin' up a gentleman white collar cake with cinnamon in it Two Twenty Six to One Fifty Fifth it was Montana and Fifty Cent fat cats in the Benz, Platinum and gold fronts around the sides and the trunk sizable lumps jumped out his lining damn, them niggas on the corner always shinin' remindin' me of findin' jewels in my own World pearl Fila suits with red and blue trim aqua green Balley loafers, he was Seventeen with a Helicopter I was Fifteen watchin' Judge Wapner on top of the ghetto watchin' the metal explosive repulsive rats and Roaches chickens and Vultures America's sculptured culture was then Kinged I bring forth wings of life form into L's like a Knight ignite checkmate from my sight.
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Chorus (Scholar Wise) Seven Eyes Seven Horns 4x
Verse 1: (Scaramanga) Maximum ice, slick ridiculous, permits no warrants up to date garments enormous flossin' the trimecka upstairs from the inspector perfect intellect collector ressurect the early Eighties when Sun reflect with the shiny rope, fascinating grill chill on the hill, push crill dollar bill earner with the burner pull a long-legged broad at Vanderbilts like Tina Turner a scene of murder, schemes you never heard of word up, relax, remember the facts of life knifes and bats, gats and chain cutters box cutters, butter leather Gooses exclusive windbreaker Laker, jealousy will get your outfit ruined lay up in VA and relay back to NA with mad clout flyin' South of the border blessed like Holy Water a quarter of what I made back another stack, you get tackled like a Carolina Line backer in his time a fine actor real niggas react or decline spines with the Nine spade invade, terrificly jet in a Fifty G Lex say it specificly, my logo reflect the new shield on the playing field, this is the deal Son.
Chorus -
Verse 2: (Scaramanga) Richly employed, avoid decoys don't toy with you boys gats strapped, the Real Mccoy adapt with the Magnum mentality went in back of Balley's Gym the Alley's dim fatality ended loans when we extended chrome blocks get dark at about Five O'Clock in these parts spark the Rockaway pistol whip 'em for 200 Dollar Hardaways pardon, no play without equipment AK's and Nines out on the street, a new shipment Scara don't need convincin' I can get militant in an instant from opulence to equivelence fat medal doesn't move with momentum cartel sell well Emeralds any shape, size, form or resemblance shit fly like '98 Polo Wimbledon Hilfiger boostin' gear with fururistic symbols in the front like Hologent flourescent material like Isrealites and my murders are serial type no question aggresive power from the slanted crecent immortal in a ghetto muriel ressurected at the burial.
Chrous
Verse 3: (Scaramanga) Image start to finish unblemished chemist blend with exotic shit, pull your Fifty yard line of scrimage, mad tinted crash the incent scented rented entered Five Months in HDM for the ATM blast the Public defender wasn't defendin' shit fuckin' Benedict, in the Pen it's blood or crypt what a script the government never ment or intended on me growin' up a gentleman white collar cake with cinnamon in it Two Twenty Six to One Fifty Fifth it was Montana and Fifty Cent fat cats in the Benz, Platinum and gold fronts around the sides and the trunk sizable lumps jumped out his lining damn, them niggas on the corner always shinin' remindin' me of findin' jewels in my own World pearl Fila suits with red and blue trim aqua green Balley loafers, he was Seventeen with a Helicopter I was Fifteen watchin' Judge Wapner on top of the ghetto watchin' the metal explosive repulsive rats and Roaches chickens and Vultures America's sculptured culture was then Kinged I bring forth wings of life form into L's like a Knight ignite checkmate from my sight.
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