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dj bless a.k.a. sutter kain - kain made me do it lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, n-gga, it’s that mosh pit sh-t right here
do you n-ggas get crazy?
buck the f-ck out, you know i’m sayin’
all f-ggot, get the f-ck out of the floor
motherf-cker

[pre-hook]
chao, i’ll send your man to a better place
you wanna cope, i got better weight
i’m doomed with a chainsaw like leatherface

[verse 1]
i’m the reason why these n-ggas hatin’
you maybe eatin’ but a bigger n-gga eatin’ of bigger plate
i got bigger aim, four-fif on mah hip
and a shawty as size of a hockey stick
you better watch your mouth and stop talkin’ sh-t
and i ain’t talkin’ about weed when i’m smokin’ clips
an ill lyricist, not guilty — i’m innocent
and the flow never run out, bars are just at infinite
rapper in his prime, mah mind play a plenty of benefits
mah time to shine, this n-gga about to just end the sh-t
and i’m ready here, can’t block the shavy here
scared n-gga still go to sleep with their teddy bears
understand, this mah year to ball
i’m hot, and all you n-ggas ’bout to fall from the top

[hook]
i’m on mah grind to make album in a month
no time for bullsh-t, i ain’t trynna stunt
i’ll send your man to a better place
you wanna cope, i got better weight
i’m doomed with a chainsaw like leatherface

[verse 2]
you n-ggas better move out, move out
’cause i ain’t trynna fix somethin’ when i say ‘please, bring the tools out’
you better get of the block or have a shoot out
up north and you n-ggas better move south
it’s a crazy street ’cause i’ll send shoots to your cars with your child in the baby-sit
and the kid got crazy heat, i’m run up in your house
it ain’t protected by nyp and i don’t stress it
you just mad that my d-ck leave your chick hypnotized like a biggie record
you can catch me with a black eagle, the world bad
because bush don’t give a f-ck about black people
i ain’t trynna get political, i’m lyrical, a sick motherf-cker that spit sh-t that now injure you
you n-ggas ran outta luck, f-ck the world, that’s why i always keep mah middle finger up

[hook]
i’m on mah grind to make an album in a month
no time for bullsh-t, i ain’t trynna stunt
i’ll send your man to a better place
you wanna cope, i got better weight
i’m doomed with a chainsaw like leatherface



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