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zenden lavon - talented tenth كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 600hurts]
aye yo z it’s your boy 600, n_gga
wanted to let you know i’m f_cking with the sh_t you’ve been talking, yo
you keep talking your sh_t!
let these people know what’s up, let these hoes know what’s up, let your hair down on these hoes
let that gold drip, let these n_ggas see it
we gods up in this b_tch this sh_t ain’t just no talk, n_gga this real sh_t
aight? keep putting on for the city, one love, 600

[verse 1: zenden lavon]
‘fore i close my third eye, know why palms closed time slows
my foes reach out with their bare hands i square dance ’round b_tch n_ggas’ vanity
real sh_t, i’ve got a red dot likе deadshot i come with advanced id namеtag got reach
hear yall tip, tiptoe real slow sh_t’s cat, i mean
all my dogs go hard, we just send postcard, place hold lands i reach
tough, my n_gga
talk ‘dem talk jah call ya bluff, my n_gga
tone too bitter
sugar cane class this way i trust my n_gga
chest got diamond glare light (glare light)
this ain’t what you feel like (feel like)
ok ok ok (ok)
let’s see how you heal like (gunshots)

[chorus: zenden lavon]
doubled up my vision, loved the ones i’m taught by
n_ggas been too timid, i done let it roll by
can i get a witness? double up my chrome like “f_ck estranged ballistics
all them slugs them say “hi”
let ’em all pay visit, peace first then it’s vicious, i meant it!
[verse 2: zenden lavon]

way too impatient but waiting in plethoras
aim while these crackers try snaking my blessings up
semi supportive, surprised, like i ain’t know their lies been presented like gifts to our retinas
piggies in blue feeling no consequences
for k!lling and murder while my brothers getting a 25 year to life what they sentence us
b_tch i oughta put a hole in you’re skeleton
b_tch i oughta let ’em know we ain’t letting up
thunder, call my odinson f_cking tear it up
this is power, this endowed from the heavens up
guarantee you look at me like you look at suns
pardon me but this a king in your presence, son
all these whispers talking sh_t need an enema
mansa musas f_ckin soul in this penning, yeah
mansa musa all this gold on my cranium

[outro: zenden lavon]
i don’t live facades i’m living pure
hustle ain’t no drawl my bag secure
ah, feel the herb i foster in them woods
can’t even see no bottom

- zenden lavon

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