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dean blunt - black metal poem lyrics

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no 3g reception, got parred. this right here is a problem
cos we feel like rockstars. turn up
black cocaine, i’m with squad in here bunnin purple rain

super+turnt up. so many people switched up on me
changed on me, left me when they said they’ll be here
its all good though, i promise. now we living comfortably, leonardo luxury. the turn up is so real g
i’m not here to put smiles on peoples faces, i’m here to
spend, and blaze all races
you know all the headlines…dining on media takeout

molly water and girls kissing in my section…f+cking perfection. i’m prepared to ball to such a degree that
the complexion of this place will change tonight
molly, mandy, ciroc, patron, punk, mersh, grade, thai, and thirty racks on a black card, nothing ordinary
you know them ones, walking around aftеr raves
super
lean

how to brеak a brick ? point never

excuses when your album flops
“my album was under shipped.”
“my album leaked.”
“i made this album for myself.”
“my label failed to properly promote my album to an urban demographic.”
“my fans don’t want to hear me grow musically.”
“my album will gradually sell more over time.”
“my album was only sold by select retailers.”
“my album wasn’t as good as the last one”
“my fans aren’t supporting me at soundscan.”
“i don’t care about record sales.”
you old black intellectuals are all the same, comfort is to blame. truthfully some of you n+ggas need to get some sleep, your dreams aren’t manifesting correctly. we’re not gonna be somebody’s punching bag cos you wanna be relevant. so watch me turn up. so turnt up

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money ain’t a thing g, everyone plays their position
theres a lot of men out there who think they should be where i am today and i will destroy that illusion. you just want the money and stardom without the hard work. you want the world but the world is not enough
you haven’t earned it
its not about paying your dues. its about showing respect. you want to waltz in here and call yourself a superstar?! you’re a wannabe, a pretender to the throne that i sit on. and i’ll sit on this throne until somebody knocks me off, and that ain’t gonna be you. because to be the man, you have to beat the man
and. you. are. not. the. man blud.

respect and loyalty that’s the love i give until this life is over, get money rolling over. in the jag and the range rover, i’m the king of the city, call me jehovah. beyonce meant guys like me when she said soldier. with the quickness, pull up outside your house in a stolen rover. i truly hope that black people with wet hair and sporty aesthetics becomes a thing, when this year is over
because we’re doing this sh+t for certain n+ggas
i’m tired of seeing these fake n+ggas, ain’t showing it the way it should be seen. like wu said
” if you’re going to spread mathematics, spread it right. ”
nahmean? we’ve got a section full of girls and they barely speak any english. checking this chick in the back, she’s got a taste for thugs. and even though i walked in with my golds on, she still wants to f+cking
walk around these roaches. i’m just another link to her
why give a b+tch yr heart when she would rather have a purse. when my contract ends she’ll be gone
these n+ggas are mere motherf+cking mortals, and im trying to push her to supreme being, but she don’t wanna embrace her destiny, she just wants to get by
you wanna walk around with them or you wanna walk
with god?

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i can’t lie she’s taught me nuff
and i like that she don’t talk too much
but i’m just another link to her
just another link
these ldn girls know how to turn up
the hood made me
i told her i’m trying to leave the hood behind. she said
“you aint leaving sh+t behind,the hood will go wherever
you go, but f+ck everybody else..i respect you. ”

ain’t gonna lie, i miss you

i’m not drunk, nor high

people think i’m an idiot but i’m such a
f+cking winner

sent from my blackberry® smartphone

- dean blunt lyrics

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