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booter bee - raise the machine lyrics

[intro: booter bee]
hahaha
this beat’s fire
just one in the slums
real n+gga don’t run

[verse 1: sl]
look
turn in a opp
grab your wet and go dumb
born in the mud
chill, i was born in the slums
little n+gga, don’t run
let [?] out the slammer
long since i’ve seen my thug
b+tch wanna go three rounds, that’s long
suck it or give me a hug

[chorus: sl]
big warzone going on in mans town, but i ain’t condonin’ none
i don’t wanna raise the machine
rather see me livin’ in peace
the way life goes, who knows, we’ll see
[?] drill so much that he’s losing his head
now he ain’t the same with his meds
just got a grade+a batch that was sellin’ man bed
but the north [?] love gregs
[verse 2: sl]
dial up your old school love, [?], cleanin’ ’em out
it was worth it for the pound
still, if he goes too high then we’re turnin’ it down
don’t let ’em know what we’re about
matter fact, if you shakey, then we’ll actually cop
slide back and sell it right on
did the same thing a few times till we know that it’s on
that stick, it went straight, no cost

[verse 3: booter bee]
i promised myself that i’m not gonna ride
next thing that you know, they got me back in the car
know we got burners parked off locals
six shot pump same size as my arm
and we got waps same size as my fingers
aim like lingard
pull it and buck (pow, pow)
[?] or get put in the dock (pow)
why’s everyone rappin’ grease?
they ain’t done three bootings in a week (never)
no way could they chat to the gs
we had man screamin’ and ringin’ police (p+ssy)
we turned k!llers to victims
++++ got shot out the passenger seat (pow)
m got done in the barbers, one more shot would’ve turned him deceased
[chorus: sl]
big warzone going on in mans town, but i ain’t condonin’ none
i don’t wanna raise the machine
rather see me livin’ in peace
the way life goes, who knows, we’ll see
[?] drill so much that he’s losing his head
now he ain’t the same with his meds
just got a grade+a batch that was sellin’ man bed
but the north [?] love gregs
i ain’t condonin’ none
i don’t wanna raise the machine
rather see me livin’ in peace
the way life goes, who knows, we’ll see
[?] drill so much that he’s losing his head
now he ain’t the same with his meds
just got a grade+a batch that was sellin’ man bed
but the north [?] love gregs

[outro]
this beat’s fire
lost kid mixed it

- booter bee lyrics

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