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john anthony - massive appeal كلمات الأغنية

aye
y’all jog when you in a race, i don’t even need to hesitate
how can i fire back at mother f_ckers who already sleepin’ in their graves
everybody try’na get a taste, stay grounded but i levitate
why in the f_ck would i try to resolve a solution, i like when it escalates
need sp_ce like i’m nasa, make waves when i blast off
strike down like i’m lightnin’, givin’ the full view like i’m a plasma
mother f_ckers try’na pop back, but they ain’t even makin’ contact
i be in thе game dominating, when you on the sidеs doin’ broadcast
i’m on fire like usual, 400 degrees like juvenile
the only way you gettin’ recognition is when we gather at your funeral
the feelin’ i got isn’t mutual, triple x not the numeral
you try’na compare ’em to pac, then y’all mothers f_ckers are really delusional
you mad at the sh_t on my website, so you try to come at me but next time
you takin’ a shot at me, try not to freeze up like a deer in the headlights
mother f_ckers try to face me, ’cause everybody kinda hates me
you ain’t go do nothin’ mother f_cker, better watch how you say things

you ’bout’a feel a 22 glock
fire at will, hit from the top
ain’t gonna heal, dead on the spot
spin of the wheel, get what you want
poppin’ a pill, not from the docs
thinkin’ you real, know that you not
massive appeal but i ain’t no nas
automobile pulls in your block
you ’bout’a feel a 22 glock
fire at will, hit from the top
ain’t gonna heal, dead on the spot
spin of the wheel, get what you want
poppin’ a pill, not from the docs
thinkin’ you real, know that you not
massive appeal, but i ain’t no nas, boy
i’m comin’ in hot, hit from the back
stumble and drop, pop in a mag
before in a coffin, you in a bag
draw you in chalk and number your ass
you wanna talk but i don’t do that
lightin’ a spark but we ain’t a match
this is the part where i’m in attack
f_ck it, i’m back but what am i settlin’ for
i need to send ’em some more
you actin’ like sh_t that i was droppin’ last year wasn’t better than yours
my sh_t will never be weaker, i did it without any features
now i got new sh_t for you mother f_ckers to blast up in your speakers
i ain’t not playin’ games, sendin’ d_ck pics to your mom on her laptop
b_tch i ain’t no millionaire, i don’t need stacks to prove i am a jackpot
you tell me i ain’t sh_t but you comin’ back to me like i’m the crack spot
so f_ck it, i give you hits so you got sh_t to bump to on the blacktop
i ain’t no model to kids, they can go suck on a d_ck, for all that i give
you would think some mother f_cker would give me some type of assist
but n0body did, f_ck it what everyone thinks
y’all mother f_ckers a b_tch, you makin’ me sick
i ain’t no fighter with fist but i can hit you with the pen, god d_mn, whoa

- john anthony

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