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nate case - lost it كلمات أغنية

(nate case)
man i f_ckin lost it in quarantine you gossip
a faucet i’m dripping off looking like i criss to cross often
you soften, used to be f_cking hard til you got f_cking scarred hawth_rn
ha_ha looking like i gotcha
looking like i f_cking wanna k!ll you with sriracha
oh my god you nada
oh my god i thought of
thought of me a prodigy i’m looking like you gotta be
hold up i’m the best f_cking rapper in the county
i been the best you been around me
i been best when i was drowsy
i been looking like you been back
i been looking like you doubted
hold up when i fouled it
hold up guess who found it
i’m the one who did it first i’m the who did it best
you’re the one who did it worse you’re the one who didn’t rest
my god, i f_cking jacked off, i f_cking slacked off
and i’m still the f_cking best
man i f_cking lost it you looking like you caught this
bar over your head and it got you feeling nauseous
got me feeling cautious
looking like i fought this b_tch
but i still talk this sh_t
and they knocking while i’m knocking cuz i knock knock
looking like a ha_ha
what you wanna f_ck with me but i karate chop ya
cuz you wanna get ja
but you looking like i’m looking like i’m looking like iracha
man i f_cking lost it i’m going way to boston
i’m running in the relay what you delay when it’s awesome
i don’t need a faucet i need a f_cking sponsor
what you f_cking cost him i need a way gone sir
need way fonder i been way over yonder
looking like bithanya i do this sh_t first donda
need a f_cking sponsor need a f_cking posse
looking like i when a f_cker do it with a ha_ha
(ca$his)
what i look like i ain’t no motherf_ckin’ b_tch i’m a slide
if it’s fire, i’m a ride to that hit, now what i look like
i keep a glock with a switch and smoke a ounce a day
till they head so it’s lit, yes from drive_bys and walk_ups
to sidewalks chalked up, steppin’ over bodies
i’m glad they never caught us, i’m just bein’ honest
i’m slaughterin’ my opponents, turn benzino to femzino
smoked him, i line bars with rhyme style, i shine street
i grind hard and use beats like they cleats
two four fives on me, that’s siamese
i smoke rat packs of g’s like fire weed
raised a finger in the middle, bankin’ since i was a little
demonstratin’ heavy weight, legend on the instrumental
capo got it locked, i’m shuttin’ down the block
oh, suckas, get outta line, get lined up and pop folk

- nate case

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