THISISPREFI (GEMinEYE) - YAH! (Prod. Mike♔Sore) | Текст песни

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• THISISPREFI (GEMinEYE)
• YAH! (Prod. Mike♔Sore)

i woke up and hated the feelings i lay wit
i get me sedated and feel like i made it
the deeper the hole the deeper the pressure
i feed at the bottom and bleed for the pleasure!
u fuck witta killer that aint even kill yet
so once its committed theres no other thrill left
watch where u walk use ya head and ya legs right
im rocking a deadly machete thru town on a gold bmx bike
fresher than jesus wit cornrows givenchy while throwin up westside
fucka versace i got me a hockey jersey blue and red and white
but im more than a ranger from ny come kill me see legends will never die
im godly like pac and big poppy we chill as we looking thru heavens eyes

YAH
looking at my homie go off on a beat like… like….
YAH
holla at the kid lemme run up on a beat like….
YAH

its mista getcha down, down on the ground don't make a sound catching a round cuz i be smirkin while lurking around im murkin wit sound whoever not down
make em all frown, family tragedy happened so tragically bastards be packing heat
ill tony montana the shit out ya crew aint no problem if nobody backin me
ill die with the honor of being a bomber electric that looked for the battery
that lights up my fire ignite my desire wit lyrics that rip thru anatomy
animate abstract equations
ill laminate my presentation
examine my patient wit telekinetic genetics my levels are raisin
i moved in wit satan this shit is amazin the temperature always on point
my brain is a station creations are pacing im illuminatin the joint ugh
flow spastic cause a closed casket
me n rappin like toe taggin
pipe the dro let it start crackling
stickin to the script like im thumbtackin to a cork board like they use in school
i heard a lotta little fucks use in school
10th grade shootin up shit theres no self made for these dumb pricks
stun kids cuz i stunt big
come quick wit that rough spit
seeing red no tough shit
im just flipping off dumb shit
im just lippin off ad libs
lu kang kick a bitch cracked ribs
dragon breath i don't lack in depth i talk smack and get in yo finger tips make you grab a glock and aim it atcha pops like idle hands even when he cut it off yo destination is levitatin to the other side of life like segregation ugh