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elementz - get shot (fuck the industry) كلمات الأغنية

i love the smell of it
p-ssy -ss b-tches who try k!lling it
the way i run sh-t i smack b-tches for the h-ll of it
wanna know why you b-tches celibate
she’s got your b-lls in her purse and she laughs so go tell her kid
that you a pistol packing b-tch smacking k!lla
but if you’re getting p-ssy i can tell you i can feel you
wichita is my home partially known or let it be know
b-tches fear me in my physical form
cause i’m a beats, the midwest king ready to feast
on these flossing -ss rappers describing them to a t
skin tight jeans they looking f-ggy to me
snapback on your b-tch i’mma punch her in the t–th
next one to say swag is getting caught in a stickup
get your blood on your jordans you will be my next victim
smoke a couple blunts get high as the sky f-ck it
i wish this new era hip hop would just die

(hook x2)
this new hip hop be bumping the block she said
she likes to listen if she stuffing the c-ck i listen to
nas, big l, biggie, and pac i wish these new f-cking rappers would straight up get shot

(verse 2)
get shot, get shot or for nothing
sailor jerrys and crown royal i’m coming
vodka shots to the dome now i’m buzzing
you’re just made cause i got your b-tch l-sting
for elementz d-ck, get her h-lla bent quick
off the sh-t gotta love it when she grips d-ck
h-lla gone with a 45 i rip sh-t, and now i’m h-lla crossing names of my hit list
now what the f-ck i got him without a problem caught him stunting like his daddy he was slipping so he lost him
a fat b-tch was bossing, corrections officer problems knock that beard of his face he’s a b-tch he ain’t flossing
i beast on a rapper everyday that i can
and stretch the rules like a f-cking rubber band, god d-mn
i won’t let them turn me to blind
and i swear to god i don’t even want to rhyme

(hook x2)

(verse 3)
get shot, get shot or get buck
elementz, rip sh-t don’t give f-cks
white boy go h-lla hard rip tracks up
f-ck the law, they finna lock your -ss up
i stay dl for real no b-tch to him me up and that is on the real
my rhymes are tighter than b-tch jeans
and all you fake -ss rapppers stop its harder than it seems
take a concept and try to stay on topic
you almost had a verse half way you kind of lost it
you talk about real sh-t and how hard the struggle is
and then its all about b-tches guns and busting it
you phony i thought i had a homie
but all these f-cking rappers are just in the for the money
remember that hip hop is an art, i take it to heart
you f-ckers were faking it from the start

(hook x2)

- elementz

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