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e.b. - statistic كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
oh look at that dude, he’s all shot up like beef stew
would eat him, but that’s doom’s job
now it’s on the news as i listen to some blues
while i see a bunch of hypocrites saying all their clues
and i’m all ears, not about it
i doubt it, with a bunch of n-gg-s selling free clout
tryin twist a young n-gg-‘s words
tryin leak a young n-gg- self
memes and needs, put self at rest
best cop with a c-ck gun pointed at a c-ck, run
how fun, white dust, might bust
an escobar, bizarre are you
not apart of hivemind, you guys suck
(what?) news flash, we clash
street bash, street dash, last place, fast pace, that chase at 9:00
grab b-ss ‘fore another one hits

-news samples-

[verse 2: papi panda]
knock knock, motherf-cker
mr. panda, mr. cl-ster f-ck
he beat the beat, the tina turner song
like it’s a sitting duck and sitting like the ugly ducky
raised among the normal ruck
down a couple roofies from the ceiling ‘fore i f-ck em up
who the f-ck are you to us?
n-gg- you’re a uterus
n-gg- i’m the f-cking sh-t and sick like i am puking lunch
i puke a piece and spit it, my saliva is the newest verse
the baddest, papi panda done released for all the common public

[verse 3: eb]
it’s all about the fables, labels, cables, money stable
not stable in end with glock c-cked towards head, pew-pew, what a shame
lesson in fame, power head lame
or some lames who bother if i am pro?
pro-white, pro-black, suck a d-ck, get offended, rinse, repeat twice, your vice guys
it’s nice, like ice baby, murders on the daily, news like, fader
but oh, say one thing your on a hitlist
fit bit with more steps, but not enough
tough luck, another statistic reported on the daily

[chorus: papi panda]
syrup and skittles and other various items
they tryna repaint the picture
i give ’em props for em trying
they do that boom, bap, bop
they tryna end that reel
you better run that back
before you end up k!lled

[verse 4: papi panda]
f-cked with the boy, ’cause he want n-gg- to fight em
so i fought em, they went seeking
i know right where he hiding
that boy is under the ground
six in the dirt
four in the coff
free for the merc
syrup and skittles and other various items
they tryna repaint the picture
i give ’em props for em trying
cause i ain’t tryna be a number
i ain’t tryna run it quick
n-gg- better run it back
‘for the n-gg- hear the click

- e b

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