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boldy james, heem & chase fetti - voices lyrics

[intro: heem]
brrr!
they know
it’s heem, n_gga, sopranos
boldy, whatup, n_gga? (haha)
[?] (talk my sh_t, i talk my sh_t)
they know (sound spooky, right?)

[verse 1: heem]
i’m with one or two n_ggas with three, four guns (strapped up, n_gga)
it’s like five in the morning, send ’em up to the sun (prob’ly ’bout to die)
all_black timb’ boots, dressed up like nuns (blacked out)
leave you full of pinholes from them real big guns (drrr!)
try to tell us, “use sense”, but we ain’t have none (got no sense)
hit ’em up close with six from that all_black judge (that big sh_t)
flashes from my first shootin’, used a all_black snub (they know)
told me bring his head back, he gon’ throw me a dub
gotta sneak the guns in when we walk in the club (got to, n_gga)
n_gga try to front his moves, now he sleepin’ for good
kept it real before the deal, still be in the hood (still come through)
right on that block where i was raised, you would be if you could
uncle told me “use the gauge, no boyz n the hood” (uh_uh)
leave you ricky on the couch if the trigger get pulled (boom)
i’m comin’ through like [?] ‘fore that caine get back
use precision, aim low until that thang kick back, they know (brr)
[chorus: heem]
you can run, n_gga
go and hide, here we come, n_gga
feel the reaper on your back
if we catch you, then you done, n_gga
homicides, i seen the sign, n_gga
plenty bodies where i’m from, so keep your cool
‘fore you come up missin’
n_ggas know i’m from the real trenches
f_ck the police and f_ck the witness, silence as we k!ll n_ggas
i just tell it like it is, n_gga
just seen the devil, bless his voices in my head, n_gga

[verse 2: boldy james]
lot of us fib about the lives we live
where my real n_ggas that make the type of vibes we give?
my n_ggas k!ll n_ggas, all the homicides we did
they pick you up, you already know what time it is
all the crimes we committed? don’t remind me, sh_t
try to forget about it every time i pop me a ten
double_cup full of meds, how many lines this is?
already f_cked up in the head from all the time he did
big bag full of goodies, look like the laundry in
he wasn’t raised in my hood, he was a cosby kid
just as soft as he look, told him to talk to the hook
he only called me to cook, he want his nine re_did
couple permanent scars from all the times we slid
fake blood, don’t even know what type of slime he is
them bricks came with the newports? well, i’ll be d_mned
on the east side of detroit, welcome to zombieland
it’s mafia
[chorus: heem & chase fetti]
you can run, n_gga
go and hide, here we come, n_gga
feel the reaper on your back
if we catch you, then you done, n_gga
homicides, i seen the sign, n_gga
plenty bodies where i’m from, so keep your cool
‘fore you come up missin’
n_ggas know i’m from the real trenches
f_ck the police and f_ck the witness (uh)
silence as we k!ll n_ggas (y’all know me)
i just tell it like it is, n_gga (uh)
just seen the devil, bless his voices in my head, n_gga

[verse 3: chase fetti]
a hundred thousand packs stuffed full of mda
i was dealin’ yay, i should be playin’ in the nba (facts)
old man wasn’t home, i had to think of ways of gettin’ paid (i had to)
i got it from the docks, i hit the stove and had a fish fillet
don’t try and pick my brain, [?] been insane
i’ll hit a l!ck for change, i’m a chemist with a brick of ‘caine (whip up)
i get to beatin’ it like eggs, n_gga
close my eyes and smoke some reefer with my dead n_ggas (rip)
front of that deli for some cheese, we gettin’ bread, n_gga (uh_huh)
treat you like a packer fan and put it on your head, n_gga (brrr)
yeah, look
it’s on the floor, like “f_ck a garbage”
granny caught me in the act, i told her it’s a cup of flour (swear)
few n_ggas double_crossed me for a couple dollars (f_ck outta here)
go across a n_gga throat, a n_gga think of crossin’ ours
[chorus]
you can run, n_gga
go and hide, here we come, n_gga
feel the reaper on your back
if we catch you, then you done, n_gga
homicides, i seen the sign, n_gga
plenty bodies where i’m from, so keep your cool
‘fore you come up missin’
n_ggas know i’m from the real trenches
f_ck the police and f_ck the witness, silence as we k!ll n_ggas
i just tell it like it is, n_gga
just seen the devil, bless his voices in my head, n_gga

- boldy james heem chase fetti lyrics

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