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zeke the beast - zeke the beast كلمات أغنية

(verse 1)
it hit different when you comin’ from the hood
don’t take it personal (personal, personal)
got it on my own, had to get it out the mud
i’m in novi now, but i still feel the same ’cause the n_ggas keep on giving me looks
like, i’m out in novi now, but i had to start with the motherf_ckin’ clucks
and n_ggas be mad ‘cause them b_tches know we go all the way up
i’m the one puttin’ food on the table
don’t need no favors, no i can front

if a n_gga want smoke, we gon’ smoke on his fries
and leave the smoke in his eyes
like, baow, leave his ass in the dust
ain’t no love for these n_ggas who talk on my name
spin they block, now they silent as f_ck

but don’t think for a second i ain’t feel pain—
back in the day, burn marks, feelin’ insane
birth parents laid me down, cigs to my skin
but the scars on my soul what made me win

leslie conger, she my heart, she my world, my babe
i’m her shield, her protector, i’ll keep her safe
ain’t no n_gga gon’ touch her, they’ll face my wrath
cross her once, that’s your last, i’ll clear the path
(chorus)
like, i’m the one tearin’ up streets
i’m the one that’s got a charge on me—
m15’s, on bro
who gon’ stop me, [b_tch]? word to my mother
m.o._f_ckin’_b, zeke the beast
i ain’t the n_gga you wanna with
‘cause you gon’ get your face hit

better watch your step in these streets
bullets go right through your t__th
light you up like a christmas tree
you f_ckin’ with me?
i’ma make you deceased n_gga throw your ass in the streets n_gga get your ass beat n_gga

(ad_libs: “grrah, grrah, baow!”)

(verse 2)
like, we gon’ tweak off the pain, n_gga (like)
let’s take it back when i got locked in the spot
got spot with my knock, ‘f_ck!’
the cops locked my ass up, my chop ‘like’
i wasn’t finna return to school, ‘like’—
next thing i know, i’m in court, everything’s outta sort
in my mind, i got so much to lose, sports ‘like’, there’s so much to do!
so i got st_rdy and focused on my race
and like, i was gonna fight this case
we gon’ turn up the flame, n_gga (grrah)
see a opp? watch clucks gang gon’ rush him (baow)
thirty on me, i ain’t finna punch him

like, shot to the leg, have a n_gga crawlin’
face shot! got that n_gga pourin’
sound of the screams, yeah, that’s awesome
keep talkin’, that’s how you end in a coffin

leslie conger’s my queen, but i’m the knight
i’ll do whatever it takes to protect her life
got my glock and my pride, i ain’t never gon’ fold
she my future, my love, my everything, my soul

(bridge)
like, i won’t say it again, stay the f_ck out my way
i’m a real na, glizzy tucked in my bag
i’m the reason they got they sh_t sn_tched
i’m the reason you can’t get your b_tch back

leslie conger’s my light, i’ll die for her smile
cross her, i’m wild, put your name in the file
love so deep, it’ll never decay
forever my girl, i’ll keep you safe

(chorus)
like, i’m the one tearin’ up streets, puttin’ food on the table—
who gon’ stop me, [b_tch]? (on bro!)
m.o._f_ckin’_b, zeke the beast
i ain’t the n_gga you wanna compete with
better watch your step in these streets
bullets go tight through your t__th
light you up like a christmas tree
you f_ckin’ with me? i’ma make you deceased!

(ad_libs: “grrah, grrah, boom!”)

- zeke the beast

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