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quelle chris - sleek rifle كلمات الأغنية

i hardly recognize myself, but um…

[verse 1]
…i present to you
the basket seat photo with the vintage hue
rifle in the right hand, staff in the other
watch how my n-gg-s fall out like a baby’s tooth
for change under the pillow, your name means nothing to me
either you dope or you appealing to fools
why the game change its colors like chameleon?
god be my witness, i be true until i’m a hundred and two
and my body makes way for its heavenly form
and i sit at the right hand smoking civilian kush
the tiger’s eye was opened by the way of the rule
who hunts not before knowing the lay of the bush
and glides like he never gave weight to gravity’s push

[refrain]
how you not gon’ stare in awe at the grace of the dawn?
the coming of the morn’, she’ll be greeted with psalms
the light exposed the blood on her palms
so i present this cold spell with a somersault

shotgun and sleek rifle, bang, bang (heat!), bang

[verse 2]
either my heart’s grown cold, or these rap n-gg-s ain’t really that cold no mo’
maybe i’m growing old, or more like benjamin b-tton in my second childhood, that’s me [?]
the shotguns become a sleek rifle, i’m told
or you could dress sh-t in a suit
the “can’t master” gimmick, with glitter, these rappers hillary banks
hamburglar, sn-tch your whole meal off plate
minus the mask, so they know who did it
i swear these n-gg-s from the future
where they got camouflage, chains, invisible gats
cause i don’t see none of the sh-t i hear in their raps
it’s all sounding foreign

(heat… heat!)
hot d-mn it, jimmy!
turn the ac on; it’s hot in here!
what up! shotgun and sleek rifle, biotch!

(hardly recognizing my…)

- quelle chris

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