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marco plus - neva bend + son of sam كلمات الأغنية

[part 1: neva bend]

[intro: george clinton]
the blind stares of a million pairs of eyes
looking hard but won’t realize
that they will never see the p!
you see this? holy sh_t
it’s not your fault

[verse]
never been rattled or weakened
most of these n_ggas slaves, i’ve never been challenged or beaten
you n_ggas average with defense, b_tch i’m a master when teaching
this math i release to the masses
i practice and preach it like pastors will spеak to your asses
better tеll a friend, i was in h_ll now i’m in [?]
i’m [?] my guy i’ve never been, n_gga
the goal widening, won’t stop until gold shining in my bros’ pockets is laced
the dope got me in sp_ce, sparco thraxx n_gga narcos back
smoking on the color purple this that [?] pack
n_ggas talking like some nerds i’m like who are those cats
if i pull up on they curb i might just rob those cats
see if they hatin’, go put them on
i’m like who taught bro that, n_ggas always throwing shots until we pop those back
these n_ggas always throwing rocks until my dogs throw back
sh_t get real, y’all know that, do y’all want that?
think about it, n_gga, let me know (let me know)
[part 2: son of sam]

[verse]
scribbling writtens while i’m twistin’ up a joint
wishing all my n_ggas get the point of why i’m ripping sh_t
i’m finna get the coins
been runnin’ this sh_t for so long, i feel it in my groin
f_ck the world and let it rip soon as i feel it in my loins
lyrics and instrumental is a [jawn?]
mix the sh_t conjoined
i’m a boss just peep the sh_t that get enjoyed
young brother on his job, it’s like the n_gga is employed
i’m from the southside, i’m feelin’ like i’m lloyd
shotcaller on these rabbid ass hoes
i smash and pass hoes, i’m a toxic ass trip?
with all these acid rap flows, and i ain’t talkin’ travis scott
the way i cactus jack foes, most you rappers mad hoes
i’ll tag and bag foes for bad jokes
the way i spit raps the sage of six [?], i came with a staff
f_ck your label, i bang at your staff
the way this sh_t is going up b_tch i should make me a graph
young plus on the horizon like i’m raising a calf
dirty n_ggas get bullets, i just gave ’em a bath
clean ’em up, can’t beat ’em up but b_tch my gang finna blast
like a truant student n_gga you just ain’t in my class
i been smokin’ presidential just like raegan and taft
tell them n_ggas i need a hundred thousand dollars and a rubber band
so i can walk around the town like i’m the f_ckin’ man
ay, these n_ggas steady hatin’ but i’m like f_ck ’em man
cause n_gga i’ll go son of sam with this gun in hand
the leader of the operation look how i run the plan
don’t need no f_ckin’ operation, don’t need no f_ckin’ friends
imma die alone n_gga so imma fly alone
then when the tesla get here bet only my daughter ride along
stone island jacket match the forces
k!ll a rapper and drag the corpse to the back of my massive fortress
my homies [?] told me never let those folks control me
i’m forever going kobe, n0body ever gonna hold me
n_gga i’m a pimp, n0body ever gonna hold me
you could bet on it, put bread on it
and if they flex on it they getting repped on it
getting stepped on for the green bag
lil’ n_gga i mean that, and n_gga f_ck your feedback
i’m still rolling up sparco n_gga f_ck your weed pack
p_ssy, yeah
uh, yeah
[outro: andré 3000]
’cause if it wasn’t for him, yanamsayin’, we wouldn’t be here. but it’s like this though: i’m tired of folks, yanamsayin’—them closed_minded folks, yanamsayin’. it’s like we got a demo tape and don’t n0body wanna hear it
but it’s like this, the south got somethin’ to say. that’s all i got to say
richy!

- marco plus

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