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reks - pray for you (the homicide note) كلمات الأغنية

[intro] [sample of dave chappelle]:
“i’m one of those people that are so smart that i’m uncomfortable in this world. and i’m scared to live. i’m not scared to live, but its scary out here, god d-mn. i know how flimsy this sh-t is, i can see through the…it’s not good. sh-t is real.”

“pray for me, i’ll do you one better and slay these n-ggas faithfully” – jay-z ‘d’evils’

[verse one]:
check
i’m writin’ this with ether in the lungs
a burner is still pointed at the brain
cause these rappers still k!llin’ the game
holy moses and jesus, upon my knees i plead to you again
send ’em all to lucifer’s flames
sorry momma, but f-ck obama
i ain’t really seein’ no change
the hope is gone focus on the pain
of guru gone
read the letter, f-ck your letter, solar is to blame
i hope somebody pop your sh-t with hollow tips
sorry, it’s too obvious that n-gga is a counterfeit
think of cl-ssic, keith elam, nothing you do count for sh-t
b-tch made, please swallow a switch blade
dig grave, take a dive and reks i’m back ridin’
all the talk of waka flaka pop up and i’m still hatin’ his name
gucci this, pras that, why rap?
won’t bring back the revolution, chuck d’s evolution
f-ck these n-ggas, n-gga biggie small’s king
y’all can’t fit the crown, put it down
i’mma put it down for the underground
cause the sound still reign
i am kane, kool g, line up these lames so we
can aim uzi but now when we blow they skulls, tarantino movie
doogie or dougie, your dance ugly jerk
these tight jeans should’ve come with skirts
or matchin’ purse
f-ckin’ verse after verse
make it rain, see my chain, see my whip, see my b-tch
middle finger, eat a d-ck
till these n-ggas sing my sh-t
i’mma take aim at all i’m your dawg for that real sh-t mayne
for that sk!ll for trill for that ill
f-ck with me, f-ck with gibbs, f-ck with pill
wanna k!ll limbaugh and k!ll bill
ayo the south, y’all k!llin’ rap still
so’s the east and the west, north lost in this mess
for the ‘pac in my chest next time until
i’ll be the drama like gangsta grillz
chill with the tough talk still
hip hop’s aging
i’m at it’s side
tryin’ to aid through the ride
r.e.k.s. r.e.a.l

- reks

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