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novatore & c-lance - mannequins كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
i’m comin’ for the top ’cause that’s my true position (yeah!)
y’all worship when i drop like it’s your new religion
expose you on the mats, you in a new position
now your f_ckin’ tooth is missin’, hit you and then two for flinchin’
if y’all copy what i’m doin’ then remove the fiction (f_ck outta here!)
b_tch, you put no money in the music, just a shoe addiction
so pathetic, sh_t is stupid, i abuse the vision
putrid, i’m so sick, they had to write me scripts for two prescriptions
you look mad ’cause you’re trash and know the fact is this
i stack hits and i’m still waitin’ for the plaques to hit
your invoice is looking like it rapped to magic stick
50 cents, split that with your management, you had to get
motherf_cker think he move but he a mannequin
tried to son me actin’ like i’m luke but, nah i’m anakin
and if y’all find me on the roof just know i’m damagin’
the house of cards you livin’ in, b_tch, move into the van again
yeah! it’s shock and awe, b_tch, we movin’ fire
and there ain’t no f_ckin’ off switch ’til you retire
we make your motherf_ckin’ car shift, we shoot the tires
take me back to auschwitz, rebuke the n_z_s, shoot and fire
i suggest you move with caution ‘fore you expire
unless you destined for a coffin, got new suppliers
yea, i got the gods’ gift, i’m moving higher
everything i do i’m just improving on, know you admire
[verse 2]
i’m sittin’, watchin’ movies, catchin’ inspiration
i don’t ever rush the music, i got mental patience
everything, it must be fluid, feel i’m innovatin’
focused on the vision, got me feelin’ like a mental patient
i’m keepin’ on pursuin’ what my pen is makin’
devastatin’, leavin’ y’all in ruins when i’m demonstratin’
i found my inner satan so i’m heaven’s gatin’
h_ll awaitin’, drank the flavor aid until they elevatin’
hit you in the booth and then we just attack you
talkin’ sh_t, it’s comin’ back to me and then we gettin’ at you
smack you in the face so f_ckin’ hard you stiffer than a statue
try to run, we catch you at the bar, we gon’ billy bat you
yeah! and now the coroner can body bag ya
body lookin’ nasty, close the casket, hope that god will have ya
yeah! i never knew i’d bend that type of steel
the hype is real, i’ll keep on fightin’, never been the type to kneel

- novatore c lance

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