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b heston - weapon lyrics

[verse 1]
claim king right now, so you know i know it
danger when i put this mic down, ’cause you know i’ll show it
i can pull the strings that don’t even exist
you got me f-cked up on some little sh-t
takin’ down one of me?
don’t get f-cked up on some sh-t
mount olympus, b-tch!
what i do, when i do, why i do it’s all mine
got a project it took a long time
i won’t sign a contract it is the wrong time
but watch how the throne hit the jack with the quickness
maybe r.o.c. or rockefeller
i make art, i make the weather better
she used to love you, but for me she wetter
but i’m a man of belief, i won’t even let her

[chorus]
really shouldn’t have motivated me, ’cause you know you gonna hate it
never shoulda’ made me write this song, you know you wanna play it
you shouldn’t have motivated me, ’cause you know you gonna hate it
don’t roll the blunt in front of me, now the “l” you gotta take it

[verse 2]
i speak the truth, get me in the booth
‘matter fact, i bring it to you live n-gga
sparks to ya brain, are you alive n-gga?
b-tch burn rubber, ‘tryna ride n-gga?
ride or die
rough rider like roosevelt
i just spit flames, that make you go to h-ll
in a cell, brand new pay-per-view
showtime, this is round 2.2
even
rousey gotta take an l
even
mandela was in a cell
johnnie cochran
couldn’t get him out of jail
maybe my rhymes coulda been the bail
i spit gold
opposite of h-ll, my spits cold
means i got bars, and i spit bold
any other rapper’s sh-t looking like mold
sixteens gonna end when the bell tolls

(repeat chorus)

[verse 3]
n-ggas on a ship man, put the n-ggas in the boat
i wonder how we kept the sh-t afloat
we was the alligators in the moat
seventeen score and six years to get the right to vote
now in present day, they tryna take it away
three-fifths, they ‘woulda let the laws stay
heiroglyphs, they couldn’t let those laws play
in the game of life, erase it from the books
said the savior’s white, was the first time they took
liberty, culturally appropriate
now they try to negotiate
at the same time dis-ssociate
uh!
this track, you’ll love to hate
or maybe hate to love
‘tryna s-x the beat
only get a rub
a dub in the rap club, ‘cyphas with tigger
pull the beat back, ‘bussin capital triggers

- b heston lyrics

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