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blackback - guerilla lyrics

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[intro]
geurilla, geurilla
geurilla, geurilla

[verse 1]
i’m feeling like neo
i raise a hand up to the bullets
they spraying to me. so
mediocre. these other emcees amount to zero
i bring the fire to the city like emperor nero
baggin’ biddies screaming, “d-mn.”
i’m ballin’ like d. rose
“ay, dios mío, my n-gga you spitting fuego
like quavo.” is what my dear amigos
keep telling me
just keep up your streak
i dont got the f-cking room to breath
mish is on me like, “when the f-ck is the heat coming?”
chill, homie
i gotta eat something
i gotta sleep too
but don’t be misinformed
i’ll be in the uniform putting in work
racking up a score
going geurilla, geurilla
‘till b-tches fill up my villa
i’m still in, k!llin’ and billed
for the beats and spillin’ my feelings
but on the real, though
the flow so sick
y’all need to mop the floor up of throw up
these emcees are blowin’
i show up. i show out
these n-ggas i’m showing
the ins and the outs of blowouts (show them up.)
‘cuz i’m shutting sh-t down when i’m
spittin’ like a fountain
got critics bouncin’
jumpin’ to the sound
be humble and sit down, b-tch. (down n-gga.)
that’s just how they act
when i snap
that’s just how they act
when i snap
that’s just how they act
when i go real raw
that’s just how they act

[hook]
geurilla, geurilla
geurilla, geurilla

[verse 2]
bad biddies, hot as h-ll
like the kerosene lit
all up in my pool came here for a dip
took ‘em round the city. whip
comin’ round the bend
bought it with the bricks
that’s the motherf-ckin’ dream i wanna live (i’m ‘bout to get it.)
self made, even when my poppa’s rich
break bread with all my brothers in my clique
make a banger just hopin’ that sh-t kicks
blackback king of negritos of the east
call up khaled i’m ballin’. i got the keys
got a great hand. i’m all in. not ‘bout to leave
i’m ‘bout to snap and turn into the beast
blackback going

[hook]
geurilla, geurilla
geurilla, geurilla

[verse 3]
all the writing i’m juggling
n-ggas call it the realest of hustlin’
bustin’ a beat up
and knocking the t–th out n-ggas who’s walkin’ in and trying to muscle in
this sh-t my game
i’m bashing your face
like a porcelain vase
pullin’ evasive maneuvers, in vain
you pull up i knock out a brain
droppin’ lame n-ggas
swingin’, bringin’ pain
that’s going geurilla
guerilla, guerilla
that’s going geurilla
guerilla, guerilla



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