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blacklist (rip & sin) - sunday best كلمات أغنية

[intro]

[chorus]
if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best
‘nd if i gotta die today, lay my hands across my chest
if i gotta die today, i’ma be the freshest dressed
so if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best
if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best
‘nd if i gotta die today, i’ma be the freshest dressed
if i gotta die today, lay my hands across my chest
’cause if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best
if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best
‘nd if i gotta die today, lay my hands across my chest
if i gotta die today, i’ma be the freshest dressed
so if i gotta die today, bury me in my sunday best

[verse 1 rip]
baby look into the eyes
baby look into the eyes (of a blacklist n-gga)
baby look into the eyes of a blacklist n-gga
stone cold like medusa was my only parent figure
hungry for the glory, ‘nd i’m starvin’ for the fame
hear my stomach rumble every time you say my name
you awaken the beast ain’t no way i can be tamed
treat it like a picture the way i tear it out the frame
every beat that i’m on i’m goin’ savagely insane
this game is a b-tch ‘nd i’m deep inside her pelvis
i’ma die sh-ttin’ on ’em like my first name elvis
paul bearer flow, carry n-ggas on every beat
labels ‘cross they head, jus’ callin’ ’em dead meat
keep on f-ckin’ wit’ me ‘nd you will be deceased

[verse 2 sin]
like it’s six feet under, on a beat we punish
steady murkin’ emcees bringin’ heat, we furnace
like the beast resurface, when we cause disturbance
put a nail in the coffin, tell ’em close these curtains
’cause we k!llin’ ’em, with every f-ckin’ synonym
we spittin’ these syllables
gunnin’ for me like i’m curtis in many men
red dot on my forehead, like them men in the mini van
they promise that they gon’ send my -ss to the motherland
i’m sick of this sh-t (sick of this sh-t)
i had to rip this sh-t rip (i had to)
i’m sendin’ shots like i’m emptying out clips
‘nd anybody wanna trip, will slip, ‘nd get hit
in quickness, we ill like a sickness
but unseen like a chrysalis
yet spittin’ such viciousness
i’m on every b-tches hit list
but we just tryna’ be on that hit list (blacklist)

[outro]

- blacklist rip sin

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