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conway the machine - overdose lyrics

[verse]
spray the whip while it sittin’ in park
bullet hit his heart, sh-t is gettin’ dark
and the shooter didn’t give it no thought (huh)
he just put a clip in and spark
on foot, dip in the park
huh, every time i writ in the dark
all my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, i could k!ll a shark (woo!)
every time a n-gga drop he sayin’ it’s for the culture and consider it art
i will rip it apart
one verse, pushin’ gelato with my lung first
f-ck a b-tch, i’m ’bout a profit, money come first
f-ck a b-tch and i ain’t stoppin’ ’til she come first (huh?)
if it’s a problem, b-tch, go home and hug ya son first
hit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom boom!)
f-ck what you did in the streets, bet i done worse
if it ain’t ’bout a dollar i don’t converse
shooter got blood thirst
stab in my back so much, love hurts
i’m probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin’
like me and benny, scottie and jordan (woo!)
uh, and i’m highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it
and i didn’t jot it, i thought it
ha, n-gga why is you talkin’?
you knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, p-ssy
and i’m probably the hardest
my young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless
i don’t rap beef, i will slap sh-t out of an artist
shottie blow his body out of the orbit (ha!)
and that’s mission accomplished
these n-ggas diss then we empty sticks, that’s how my n-ggas responded
yeah, and that body didn’t sit on my conscience
i’m back smokin’ wax in alchemist kitchen sittin’ with bronson
got a b-tch with me i didn’t hit with a condom
they forgot i was the illest, i’m fin to remind ’em
see how i’m k!llin’ ’em slime
without pennin’ a line, why you think eminem signed him, n-gga
and we like lemon and lime
that’s two different vibes, you got venom inside
snake n-gga, fake n-gga, you just slither in hidin’
you would’ve pulled up if it was really a problem, n-gga
streets know that i’m really a problem
we can’t get you then we visit ya mom (ha!)
and n-gga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the tec
hollow tip blew off’ll chew off ya flesh
c0ke turn ya nose red like rudolph, the best (ha!)
f-ck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, n-gga
(boom, boom, boom!)
and i am what you call a threat, to y’all
screw y’all, i will shoot off the sket, through y’all
all the raw i will move off the step, who y’all
n-gga i am what you call a vet, ah (machine, n-gga)

[outro]
yeah…
alchemist
you see how effortless this sh-t is, n-gga
ha, n-ggas not f-ckin’ with me on a day
n0body, this sh-t is easy n-gga
haha.. yeah…

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