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jl of b. hood - blasphemy كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: jl b. hood]
maybe i’m misinterpreted maybe i’m undeservin
but i never asked for any respect
i quietly earn it, quiet the critics
buy it and list the giant was forming
denying this now was dumb
see the sides of the sh-t is shortened
inside of em numb
lack of recognition isn’t important, when i am the one
check with an intention to get much more than the average crumb
low cal frowning i’m done, no bow down when i come
time mine hating is run down my mating
you bums time bomb waiting
i’m done with it, leave this spittage insane
or leaving ain’t gon get it
in the city of sins since winner i’m since bigger
consider it a hand that deliver resent
bitter a bit but then it hit
big winner suddenly you the sh-t
this ride too full, sign up on your d-ck
inside true fool try not to forget
where you started and the n-ggas you started it with

[hook: nesto the owner]
this sh-t is blasphemy
which one of you n-ggas would p-ss for me
wait i just have to see
i always hear you what you ask of me
so how the h-ll you gon be mad at me
just wait till i’m gone (wait)
you gon run me back (wait)
you gon run it back

[verse 2: nesto the owner]
they say that i changed up cause i don’t wear the same stuff
and i’m new to the suburbs and i don’t come back to hang much
i’m the man in the city and telling n-ggas i came up
on the stage with celebrities every week was the same stuff
opened for 50 and the lunatics in the same months
a couple months prior was wiz khalifa you lame f-cks
hate it cause j cole and tecca ninna both let me rock they arenas
on my p-n-s and i ain’t seen a million like christina
wow, funny how n-ggas hating me now
and i ain’t even have the chance to open the game like a cow
i’m just switching up the style
we the sh-t like a bow
movement the flow is stupid i picture it with the doctor mound
plus i had me a child still i rep for the town
through me kc and philly is connected like unibrows
woah now, even homies turned on me that’s a fact
even with instagram, i didn’t picture that

[verse 3: marley young]
truthfully indeed i’ve always been the sh-t since emmitt smith
sparring trading bars with the whole b. hood clique
i go back with all them negroes since dopeboys was our heroes
but like leos being broke won’t feed a room for these egos
never let some cds sell a ringtone
break the ring finger to the marriage of the street code that we on
let bygones be bygones
can’t think of nothing but zoo gone
feeling like i gotta do something every time i throw mr. cool on
other side of the pillow still riding down for my n-ggas
and we n-ggas and i just talkin bullsh-t in these writtens
d-mn that sh-t’ll be blasphemy if you ask me
cause ill blast a n-gga if you ask me
if your last name got hit em gang
you rep the sh-t that i’m messing with
and not jeffin like new n-ggas is
cause back then it was innocent
we really knew who was who and then
d-mn i just had an epiphany
thinking this lil verse on the scripture my n-gga sent to me
its blasphemy

- jl of b hood

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