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buck 65 - part 13 lyrics

(i can feel it)

[verse 1]
baits, how much dopeness can you cope with?
abilities like achilles, you thought i was a folk myth
more funky fresh bars than a soap dish
playing hardball, not beer league slow pitch
tone switch, don’t know which way to turn
lowerin’ the boom boom, to whom it may concern
make it burn, good sh+t attracts evil
said it before say it again, too many wack people
crack the weasel, i’m making some small additions
personal rule, i never listen to politicians
like none of ‘em, now try to understand me
again, who gives a f+ck about a godd+mn grammy?
seriously, i’m saying it and i’m living it
honest to god [?] facade, who gives a sh+t?
i’ll throw it down your throat like shaq diesel
everytime i turn around, too many wack people
too many wack people
too many wack people
too many wack people
too many wack people

[verse 2]
the academic running wild like an epidemic
sometimes i wonder whatever happened to lee remick
teach ethics to the kids, the radical sp+wn
i’m turning blue in the face, i’m admiral thrawn
it’s natch lebron, a few pointers for you
how about this one? no new joiners
f+ck that, for your listening pressure
do not seek the treasure
out of the frying pan into the venn diagram, that routine
like the twin moons of tatooine
our sh+t don’t overlap, fine
i don’t exist in your world, you don’t exist in mine
used to be a stage vulture, now i’m like a strange sculpture
p+ssy pants, i don’t partic+p+te in rage culture
apostle, it’s impossible to act lethal
everywhere i frigging go, too many wack people

too many wack people
too many wack people
let me break it down for you nice, for f+cks sakes
[verse 3]
yeah, that’s how you do it right there
oso blanco the white bear, fight fairer
electrify the night air, you think you’re good and tough
you want money so bad the illusion of it’s good enough
that’s wack, good thing i’ve grown non violent
i lay in the weeds and keep my phone on silent
rotten crack, we are not in fact equal
there’s no escaping it, too many wack people

too many wack people
too many wack people
too many wack people
too many wack people

- buck 65 lyrics

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