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ese 40'z - coming up with evil shit كلمات أغنية

verse 1:
40 ounce… 40 ounce… frozen on my f_ckin b_lls
in between my legs… while roll up a blunt so f_ck the laws
i’m uh give um felonies… one, two, three… they yelling freeze
evil thoughts up in my mental… blowing death up on the breeze
40 ounce… 40 ounce… do you worship triple six?
h_ll naw, i am the devil… never follow i’m a leader b_tch
40 ounce… 40 ounce… do you worship triple six?
h_ll naw, i am the devil… never follow i’m a leader b_tch
controversial when i spit it… f_ck commercial… i’m acidic
eatin through the underground… “hate proof music” thunder sound
boomin through the ghetto… while l’m smoking blunts and feeling wicked
comin up with evil lyrics… hit the mic and then i spit it
f_ck a hatuh… “hate proof” don’t mean that it can’t be hated on
like a bullet proof vest… block out them bullets… when play these songs
can’t penetrate my barricade.. them hatin ass b_tches all marinate
in they own.. salty taste.. and be lookin like the sun’s up in they face

verse 2:
i smoke on the green.. sip on codeine
fallin out.. like maybe stuck in a dream
poppin off with these clips… then get away clean
ain’t no finger prints up in the mix… on the scene
i see demons and devils… light up in the ghetto
that crystal pipe whistle… like tea in the kettle
the level feelin.. a villain pack metal
to kick up the dust.. never let the dust settle
they walking around… and all lookin half dead
but i’m feelin the same… evil thoughts in my head
tellin me… go to my land and go buck
empty backs… then relax… i’m uh light um all up
51_50 psycho… i’m feeling the rush
of adrenaline pumpin… it’s never enough
with the caine and the brew… and the weed and the lean
and the genital pinnacle… p_ssy i fiend
now we comin.. we gunnin… to light up the night
me and all of my villains… be flashin um bright
f_ck a foe and a flow… i’m uh blast on um right
m.o.b. f_ck a hoe.. put the cash in my life
i’m uh ride for my sh_t… give a f_ck about fame
do or die with a clip… 30 buck balas rain
out the sky in my land… it’s the belly of demons
the pit of the beast… on release fully fiendin
for souls of the d_mned… and a pound of the flesh
i stay deep underground… where the sound is the best
those who livin it wicked… ain’t getting no rest
so sit back and kick it.. and don’t even stress
cuz i’m stayin awake… till the sun’s burnin out
comin up with the wicked.. and never have doubt
i’m the one who be livin it rappin about
all the realest… the illest… so f_ck this.. i’m out…

- ese 40z

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