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nellz gc - 7pm in baltimore كلمات الأغنية

it’s like i’m in a cyclone, airplane mode on my iphone,
i can even see the future through a blindfold…
writing lyrics, hope you recite those
prove critics wrong cuz they was thinking my minds closed
but i’m feeling overwhelmed from the pressure
hope my university could be the best semester
picture crossing battlefields on your dolo
hundred strangers in front of
you taking photos?
(while you)
trynna find out your purpose
of fears
of being worthless, spitting the hottest verses…

none the less, young
boy never changed
gc is the n-gga that remains…
all the same while
im..

spilling ink stains, i’m crossing the margins
cut the snakes out, i’m mowing my gardens…
f-ck em all, excuse me, beg your pardon
when h-ll’s raised, they’ll soon fade, like mike jordan…

dreams from the porches to porsches
king of the castle, minus a queen and fortress…

i never hate, i’ll never lose, they’ll never win
cuz every single time i vent, i tote medicine…
(yea)
thats for these so called sick rappers
if they’re the fathers of rap, ima sick b-st-rd!

i figured they want features for a n-gga
since they seen bossman was in the picture
(how you figure…)

didn’t do it for attention of my nerves
i was finding out the credit i deserve
now they open their hands, leave bullsh-t for the birds
as i elevate my ground, my legacy’s so superb
northeast n-gga, flew straight from the curve
leaving women with a smile with wet stains on the skirts…

they never wanna praise the hard grinder, cuz they never make moves on altimer’s
keep playing stacy dash; being clueless
one of the few realist rappers to do it…

lot of people swearing that they know me
but ain’t never walk a mile in my sauconys
they phony…

this mission is for you to figure me
in these 10 songs i burned third degrees…

by mistake, i k!lled n-ggas, purposely
expensive bars, i should charge to get a verse from me!
long ways on the road
its just the beginning, still got time to grow

but celebrate, pour tron in the gl-sses
for those who p-ssed cl-sses with a’s straight average!

one day, this be considered a cl-ssic
because i made magic, no disease? tragic!

real lyricists will catch the rhyme
hopefully soon you will in due time, press rewind!

why is it messy cl-ssroom for the cover
middle cl-ss, school of hard knocks of the brothers!
praise to the god above the clouds
golden child, hope i made biggie proud…

im like lesane parish crooks
all eyes on me, its nellz gc, waddup!

- nellz gc

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