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xavy rusan - metu neter كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i’m tryna do more for the soul, way less for the bread (way less for the bread)
uh, yessir, uh
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i see the things that they do way less than they see (way less than they see)
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
[verse 1]
can’t be a real n_gga, might get you canceled
f_ck the whole system, need this sh_t dismantled
coppas treat a n_gga like the utmost wanted
tryna rule the plot, but don’t know what goes on in
news got a story with a new take on me
karen out the window with the screw face on me
but i know that god love me when my blunt burn
ninety_five degrees and i can’t get sunburnt
wonder when your government’ll make me legal
burn the whole city if i can’t be equal
get off my d_ck, please, brat, i earned that
four hunnid years, how you still ain’t learn that?

[chorus]
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i’m tryna do more for the soul, way less for the bread (way less for the bread)
uh, yessir, uh
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i see the things that they do way less than they see (way less than they see)
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
[verse 2]
shoutout to the crackas tryna gingerfy the genre
tell ’em free my n_ggas, middle finger to your honor
end of days comin’ down to seconds on the timer
goofy n_ggas, still tryna purchase that designer
’boutta buy a choppa, learn to grow my own food
’cause i don’t like the look they give me in the whole foods
and when you stay ready, you ain’t gotta get ready
but it ain’t on me now, i’m limpin’ ’cause my d_ck heavy
but ain’t sh_t sweet? n_ggas think we thin
my whole attitude on mc ren
it’s my neighborhood now, bop, bop, bought that
four hunnid years, how you still ain’t caught that?

- xavy rusan

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