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loc saint - single man militia كلمات الأغنية

[intro: loc saint]
yeah
see, i got no choice but to roll solo
it’s about that time
why? cause most of my homies are either dead or locked up
matter of fact, it’s been long overdue for that time
and that’s the real lifestyle
playboy the beast
yeah
as some of you may know when you’ve lived, real chances are, well, they’ll probably die real
when you grow up living this kind of lifestyle, no matter what happens to (loc saint) you that’s something people don’t forget, you gotta hold your own now (big loony). you gotta be a singlе check it out
i’m a single man militia
[chorus: loc saint]
i know i roll so low
but i don’t need anybody, i’m grown (i’m a single man militia)
i know i got foеs in every single f_cking area code (i’m a single man militia)
i roll so low cause all my homies dead and buried in the grove
in droves, i’m so low
but i’m a single man militia on my own

[verse 1: playboy the beast]
feel like i’m gonna throw up
‘fore that push come to shove
boy’s different type of k!ller that be quick to knuckle up
all bite no bark when the fists come to cuffs
with a pistol and a slug, either way you getting trouble
i be standing on my own and you be dead and wrong
while they claiming you’s a b_tch but they don’t answer my phone
i don’t need no other n_ggas, handle beef on my own
i’m a grown ass man, i be running all alone
y’all are with me for my props
and get wet up with your dome
i be training all the day, they bet you’re wack, they get to stomping
b_tch, at least i’m not the one that you wanna play with, that’s dumb
one fist to the dome you’ll be getting ko’d (bow)
p_pulled out smothered in the back of this car
i will never see you p_ssy n_ggas yapping your jaw
like [doubt man?], i’ve always had a habit to brawl
like, then i”ll put that strap out then handle, you bawl
ain’t no b_tch in my blood, i put hands on you dog
take a bow then i’ll blam ’em with them hammer fists, hah
then they hauling you off in the ambulance bruh
said you got hands, got dismantled, you saw
one line, you a k!ller, i know that’s just talk
f_ckboy i’m a beast what the f_ck you done thought
if you running up on me you taking a loss
single man militia, yeah b_tch, i’m a boss
[bridge: loc saint]
came into the world alone and that’s how i go out
i’ll knock your feet out in the street, let’s take the old route
toe_to_toe with me, face_to_face erasing all doubt
one man army, all or nothing except my knowhow (i’m a single man militia)

[chorus: loc saint]
i know i roll so low
but i don’t need anybody, i’m grown (i’m a single man militia)
i know i got foes in every single f_cking area code (i’m a single man militia)
i roll so low cause all my homies dead and buried in the grove
in droves, i’m so low
but i’m a single man militia on my own

[verse 2: loc saint]
kick back with the death threats
racking your breath
hold back cause i ain’t about chitchat
if you really wanna beef then i’ll break a motherf_cker off quicker than a piece of a kit_kat
i was raised to filet with the knife
who’s the f_cker that motherf_cker’s debacle, i need cash back
to engage in ways that leaving many enemy dazed
so why they had to fade?
got ’em that black
grabbing the back of their adams apple and squeeze
you better believe a motherf_ckers breath gonna cease
never ducking opponents, about to hit ’em with a breeze
to leaving your ears ringing and buzzing up like a bee
when i flip it to red i’ll put your body in a fetal position up in a ditch
hear the echo of their cries
and i pack it to demise when the foam runs out your mouth and the state has got your body up in a freezer
grapple the back of your adams apple and i’m hearing it pop like the top of a snapple
and needing no heaters
you thinking it’s solo
when i come to get you
a power inside of me like a militia
just picture brutality
fit your reality, hit you with visions and split your mentality
a mortal combatant, i’m ready fatality
[bridge: loc saint]
came into the world alone and that’s how i go out
i’ll knock your feet out in the street, let’s take the old route
toe_to_toe with me, face_to_face erasing all doubt
one man army, all or nothing except my knowhow (i’m a single man militia)

[verse 3: big loony]
i’m a militant so n_ggas better not get in my way
i’m a threat, no identify, your boogieman remains
running through my competition cause i’m on a different page
dealing with political matters, homie, i’m full of rage
ripping n_ggas down to bone, shoulda locked me in the cage
i’m a beast up on the microphone, you better make a way
chewing humans like pirañas, cut ’em up just like a fade
i’m international just like a holy bible with the trace
bring h_ll i’m bruce willis, i’m keeping six inches
they better back down, i’m the king in the building
these rappers fall off, i complete every season
then i doubled it up for the pain that is bleeding
cause my deliveries will shine like a pendant
you motherf_ckers better salute lieutenants
they know who i am when i enter the building
leave n_ggas praying to they god for repentance
on sight motherf_cker, we could go toe_to_toe
better think about the repercussion f_cking with my loc
big loony, playboy, loc saint, oh no
my advice, bypass situation, or foe
hit ’em with the tecca nina, make his body ballerina
seen his sister, pain to swallow, i’ma k!ll off all his conscience
it’s like a blast to a vet, triple danger, i’m macron
i’m a spitter of the darkness, you better leave the lights on

[bridge: loc saint]
came into the world alone and that’s how i go out
i’ll knock your feet out in the street, let’s take the old route
toe_to_toe with me, face_to_face erasing all doubt
one man army, all or nothing except my knowhow (i’m a single man militia)

- loc saint

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