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da$h & retch - opposition lyrics

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[intro]
you gotta nother swisher?
alright
yeah so

[verse 1: da$h]
sh-t, i stopped smoking with haters back in ’06
you wasn’t leanin’ when chad was breathing, n-gga, you ain’t pour sh-t
i’m arguably one of the dopest
i come through your label cause an explosion, boom, okinawa
with a b-tch who look like yoko ono, we smoking sour
clip the blunt, and then we film a p-rno, iphone 4 flow
cutting on my hdr, she screaming “f-ck me hard”
i hit it in her husband car
feeling like mojo risin, dangerously high
before his b-tch walked in that bathroom and said that he died
ain’t worried ’bout no overdose
this dead head og that i’m toking, got a n-gga comatose
they telling me i over smoke and over sip
really i don’t give no sh-ts
puffing newports, pimping hoes
like too $hort on these f-cking simps
with ten toes on the pavement
living what i’m saying, over here we ain’t conforming
just adapting like we cavemen
yeah so

[hook: da$h & retch]
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition
rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
motherf-ck the opposition
f-ck the opposition
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition
f-ck the opposition
motherf-ck the opposition
rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition

[verse 2: da$h]
my friends call me a alcoholic
all of this drinking in the morning
tell em mind they f-ckin business, henny bottle keep on pouring
y’all listen to my recordings
and say all i talk about is money, drugs, and b-tches
not the nights i had to hustle, struggle, run ya pockets
sn-tch ya chain off ya neck, half your re-up pay my debts
other half i flip for profits, split the cheese with my set
major players in the field, dawg
knievel crew, what the f-ck the meaning of fear, dawg
just to see how far n-ggas came in the past year, dawg
this sh-t is like a sick dream, cause mav still facing 15
tryna get rich off 16’s, and the greats die round 28
i got 8 and a half and i can’t be late
tryna get us straight, tape my work while i blaze my herb
i play the street, while you b-tch n-ggas play the curb
control ya mind when i play with words
food for thought and your plate is served
n-gga

[hook: da$h & retch]
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition
rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
motherf-ck the opposition
f-ck the opposition
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition
f-ck the opposition
motherf-ck the opposition
rolling, smoking, popping, sipping
motherf-ck the opposition
roll it, smoke it, pop it, sip it
motherf-ck the opposition



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