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griffen - 312 lyrics
it’s like when snoop came thru and crushed the buildings
deep down i feel like f_ck ya feelings
new era, put the ceilings back, ten to crack poppin
i ain’t f_ckin round wit that sh_t if it’s the last option
i go without, sh_t trash _ throw it out
you can’t stop him, only hope to slow em down
ultrasound _ dualistic layerin
if it ain’t what you meant, wtf you sayin then?
spend a day in them shoes i walk in
you ain’t ready for the blizzard of sh_t you caught in
man yo top ten list sucks, f_ck yo favorite
iono what the f_ck yo blunt was laced wit
stomp it out toll free, i call em out
these n_ggas do a lot of dirt for a small amount
you hustle backwards i’m tryna fast forward it
ain’t no class for this, i hopped off the porch wit it
torchin sh_t, target those more fortunate
death set list, chef’s kiss my performances
ya weak fortress, get invaded
if i’m faded jus a lil bit
still cold as jack nicholson
shinin on em
bright, without diamonds on em
invoke a supernova when i’m mic controllin
the night unfoldin like they all do
building a bomb in the bas_m_nt, fall thru
with all due disrespect, f_ck the internet
pull up at ya house off ya ip address
n_ggas lookin like food, i’m in the wolf pack
metamo told me to never hold the truth back
this my theme music, ima assh0l_
came in ya muf_kkin house, thru the back do
all these n_ggas talkin that sh_t, where you at tho?
all these n_ggas talkin that sh_t, where you at tho?
capo? that was years back, i’m a king maker
on some traxster sh_t, you owe me a favor
schwarzenegger bars. i terminate a predator
go commando never put my weapon up
son of sam, runnin man never catchin up
on the mic, my body count bubble like 7up
never lettin up, apply constant pressure
til i’m covered wit a white sheet on a stretcher
never die tho, i’m woven in the texture
fly ass 2_seater, landed in a cessna
i takeoff like i’m awol
tryna make a hunnid thousand dollars off an 8ball
break down, bag it up
talk sh_t, back it up
that ain’t a bad b_tch, that b_tch doin bad as f_ck
but y’all go head _ i’m over here chillin
you finnah f_ck around and reveal the real villain
feelin like lorenzo patterson
all roads lead to state & madison
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