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tha god fahim - kevlar coating lyrics

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[intro]
uh, yeah
it’s the motherf_ckin’ god!
the f_ck, man? you know what i’m sayin’? (tatatazazazhazhazha)
[?] motherf_ckers blastin’ the motherf_ckin’ uzi
’til the motherf_ckin’ barrel start stinkin’, n_gga
f_ck you n_ggas, man ([?], n_gga, f_ck these [?])
n_ggas better back all the way the f_ck off, n_gga (i’m off these n_ggas)
it’s the motherf_ckin’ god, n_gga (i’m on sh_t, oh yeah, i’m on sh_t)
get your motherf_ckin’— get your ass smoked, n_gga (straight up)
know what i’m sayin’? check it

[verse]
i’m a outlaw like e.d.i. (outlaw)
infrared on your silly eye, really i
send you to abyss, n_ggas can really fry (bowbowbow)
throw your carcass in a wishin’ well, and wish him well
voodoo_type spells, many ways to h_ll, pick a trail (pick a trail, n_gga)
you can’t walk in the nikes of god
woke up out my dreams with the weapon in my palm (stretch)
aim to fire out the ac’ when under pressure (tatatatata)
only result in puttin’ n_ggas into stretchers (brrrr!)
off the rip, i want my respect
i’ll make you fall short of your breath
my style is like all sorts of death
i’m paranoid, police ridin’ on bikes
that’s why my nike air max’s tied so tight
bag the ganja off the table
f_ck a record label, unstable (f_ck ’em)
n_ggas can get found in a state: fatal (yeah, n_gga)
slip a stack underneath the couch
the military m16? yup, n_gga, it could flip a house (tatatatatatatatata)
i let it ride in the backseat
you would think i smack fire how i clap heat
you would think the gat was political, how the mac speak (brrr)
act weak, it’s like seven deadly sins on beats, we on streets (yup)
and projects, i’m the disciple of the projects
verbal murderer when i’m droppin’ all these projects
i’m aimin’ the tec, check (brrrr)
any motherf_cker move is gettin’ wet (tatatatata)
[chorus]
any motherf_cker move is gettin’ wet, uh
i’m shootin’ from my front porch steps, uh (brrr)
i’m takin’ rappers’ chains off they neck, uh (gimme that)
i’m puttin’ mcs to slow deaths, uh
any motherf_cker move is gettin’ wet, uh (br_r_r_r)
i’m shootin’ from my front porch steps, uh (tatatatata)
i’m takin’ rappers’ chains off they necks, uh (gimme that sh_t!)
i’m puttin’ mcs to slow deaths, uh (yeah)

[outro]
yeah
the motherf_ckin’ god!
i’m the illest

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