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requiem inc. - mex stand كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: marcus plenty]
there is no after this
used to have the soul of activist, but i sold that sh-t for a pot of gold
a microphone, and this rapping gig
can’t believe that you acting rich at the rapture b-tch
you in need of help thats miraculous
cause when i go off, im bomb and ya dead
and its off with ya head, man imagine this
when it comes to rap and sh-t, my faction, is immaculate
we heard a fraction of ya rapping b-tch
then murdered, any fans that ya standing with
understand me b-tch? did i stutter or stammer? or did i f-ck up my grammar?
oh boy you stuck where you standing? can’t get unstunned like statue?
and all you n-ggas think you rapping dope with the triplets
overdosing on ritalin, gucci gang flow rescribbling
popping xans till you giving in, then you stop and wonder
why you still ain’t seeing no dividends
really can’t see the difference, between yourself and i?
your high like mariah carey, now high notes are seeming scary
when you don’t know music theory
so this your obituary, you wishing you had some fairies
your picture is on the dairy, and this my goodbye

[hook: ryan leahan]
breath; hold it deep in your chest
it’s the final stand

[verse 2: blakey blake]
millenium desert falcon
plenty men hustle backwards, but only requiem has it
set the scene for the madness, like just to see what would happen
victory biggest habit, i think i’m a freaking addict
to winning and blackin out on you birds
i’ll be back just to k!ll it like day that thanos return, and snappin on you first
blakey blake on fyre like i organize with ja rule
hide behind your lies until you realize who you talked to
i shot through the game like a recluse at a blonde school
saw you in the flames but didn’t interfere with god’s rule
because i know i’m the illest, slave of the forefathers children
they tried to take us and break us up in the courtroom
now they hate that we in it, hip hop done made it to win it
we eliminatin haters up in the war room
now dont say nothin to us, if u ain’t tryna groove
350 degrees in our rocket we up on the moon

[hook: ryan leahan]
breath; hold it deep in your chest
it’s the final stand

[verse 3: årmå]
this my tory-terri, from way out to about the barrens
while you’re in court appearin’, i’m in yo homes, smell ya ladies
sh-t on ordinary, x-factor corner carry if i drop it just come at me
i’m kenpachi, too bored to parry
when i got hot, they thought temper tantrum
arma, 16, pain’s a means to an end
then i pop off, eight blocks, legoland’s done
my m60, put ‘the pig’ in a pen
still hungry, bout to eat little bo peep
done with the sheeps, i’m covered in dust
i can hear the vultures speak
but if you and the miss gotta bone to pick
get your bone broth ringpop blown to bits
you won’t find me with no scope and a fl!ck
but i pause frame 3, enhance, there you is
what gave you the skull to cross these bones?
requiem’s own skeletal lich, told you i was in your homes
i steal yo poor ol’ sis
if this don’t get you pumped, i leave ya sawed off where ya want
they divisible by one, no need for the remainder of requiem
people aren’t going to die, people are going to rise
viva la loca life, even the sun won’t shine when the sea of that gold go flying

- requiem inc

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