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ataraxxx - issues lyrics

[produced by aamon]

[intro]
yeah
yeah yeah yeah
what’s good aamon?

[verse 1]
i’m shrek, i be out, live in the flesh
beat your -ss up, resisting arrest
rippin’ your chest, grippin’ my tecs
shoot up that b-tch that’s ignorin’ my texts
wh-r- in the flesh, you bore me to death
floor me and wres’, please score me some ‘sess
join in my ‘sesh, smokin’ up fresh
we dish out the c-ke and heroin next
b-tch, i got needles, all of my peoples are seasoned
give us a reason (a reason)
to start up a bigger mess, burn you a cigarette
we leave you medium rare, bleeding
i wish you’d run up on me with a pistol
try to shoot me? that’s a b-tch move
but you been a b-tch since that b-tch done birthed you
that’s just a natural thing that a b-tch do
p-ssy on plate, that’s an instagram picture
roll up in the ‘rari, attractin’ some b-tches
red like the wrist’s slit, dead and infested
but that’s just my flow, it’s nasty and wretched
i’m an opinion, a f-cking dominion
a warlock, i turn your mind into my minion
a definite renegade, you get too intimate
with innocent boys up on the internet (internet)

[hook]
yeah
hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
let me go a little bit more serious on ’em
talk about issues
‘leggo

[verse 2]
the difference between us is larger than p-n-s
and one is that i be the meanest (the meanest)
you’s a wannabe g, livin’ rat-life, convenient
you don’t even know the f-ck lean is
you say you the hood but you ain’t never seen us
meanwhile i’mma be what the f-ck they call g*nius
you loving the mayo, you hate all that creole
the world’s black and white, striped like adidas
sit in the barber shop, mackin’ your daughter up
mad ’cause my skin is just dark enough
mad ’cause i’m arabic, not enough aryan
mesopotamian, i’m a sumerian
problem with race, you have probably faced
a lot of misrepresentation of face
issues, misguided, think you enlightened
every arab is either saddam or bin laden
a terrorist (terrorist)

[hook]
hol’ up
let me clear my throat
i’m about to go in
hold on on me
hold on on me
let’s go

[verse 3]
people come to my shows, wanna know what the rage is
i’m battlin’ white politicians and racists
that’s sayin’ some stupid sh-t, like i blow cases
sometimes you just gotta know where that you’re place is
misunderstood, you need a panorama
to see your hustle, our struggle, our drama
your aspect ratio is undermined, inclined
to stretch yours 16:9
problems are not seen, you need a thick widescreen
you think kamikaze, when i scream
parlay all day, what y’all say makes me nausous
personal issue, maybe you should solve it
white dudes doin’ salutes to the n-z-s
watch me get put on a pedestal, hot seat
better yet, call me a sand n-gg- loud
y’all got some issues man, figure them out

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