Bad Hands

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[Intro: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 1: Mach-Hommy]

[Chorus: Mach-Hommy]

[Verse 2: Tha God Fahim]
My star-spangled grammar; my rhyme traits bananas
I copped the Off-White Jordans, I flex 'em for the camera
Life's about choices, analyze the best to plant us
I know sometimes they hear us, but do they really understand us?
Raps on steroids, no way I could be natty
They know about my greatness from Japan to Cincinnati
I'm puttin' up numerals when Mach throw me the alley
What does it take to smile in this world full of rattys?
Ratchets, they blast in streets, ninja assassin
Niggas is trigger-wrestlin', it's depressin' with magnums
[?] restless, rеturn to essence, I been invеstin'
Destined to rise since an adolescent, it's been a blessin'
If it's all love, why you showin' aggression?
I'm watchin' the regressions, they sayin' it's a recession
When dots start connectin', the answers'll come to question
The mind is precious, but it's also a deadly weapon

[Chorus: Mach-Hommy]