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dj kay slay - undefeated lyrics

[verse:]
ransom:
all these rap n-ggas just sending threats
got a nose for the money and scent of death
red and meth
couldn’t get as high when i spent a check
big bills put a brother on like belichick
last second left on the goal line
labels never thought i was a gold mine
landed with the pen with a gold mind
how your thoughts made of gold but you don’t shine
i’m a champ, got the belt on my waist
leave em damp
you could tell on my ace
you can tell in my face
i been to h-ll with no trail of a snake
i been to jail with no bail on my case
closed curtain
the flow cursed em
the most certain to go kirkland
two hands and they both hurting
i choke serpents. i’m soul searching
a cold merchant
my food for thought is for those thirstin’

jon connor:
in this mind it ain’t no finish line
finish my business before i finish my sentence
i k!ll it. even the witness cryin’
they feel each minute diminished
so f-ck the critics
i wanna go down as one of the greatest who ever did it
eva did what? tell the whole truth in this booth
i’m a flint n-gga so all that ho sh-t don’t compute
send shots at me with words, i’m bulletproof
i’m from where n-ggas go to war over words and then they shoot. f-ck it and then they shoot, shoot, then shoot again
if the homies don’t hold em down say h-llo to they lil friend
and they load up the forty four, stick a fork in your lil friend
consequnces when n-ggas living la vida loca pretend
i hate n-ggas, snake n-ggas, fake n-ggas
them sweet n-ggas, cake n-ggas, wait n-ggas
i’m my whole different breed like david, kanye and bree
the fly city’s on, y’all know’ the pedigree

dave east:
started with a building, now want a block
started on a train, now i want a drop
dodging’ rain they got umbrellas up in the ghost
my n-gga snags put me on, now i want a ghost
my n-gga max so potent, sh-t, he just wanna float
know a couple felony n-ggas and they just wanna vote
dead broke, winter’s up in harlem, i just want a coat
i don’t trust flyin’ sh-t across, i just want a boat
mami in my ear, she like i want some c0ke
lil homies down in b-more getting off the dope
you speaking a foreign language if you talking broke
head shot, head shot, murder was all she wrote
billie rose for the hoes, i give them all the toasts
did this sh-t right here from the projects
n-gga, we always broke
now i play the cover of your favorite magazine
i can fully understand why these n-ggas mad at me
only gettin nicer, might curb your cypher, i hit her every time
with a rubber but never wife her
begging me for that raw sh-t, pull up on 1-4-5th
heavenly porsches with a dot that’s gorgeous
just left the jeweler for some rocks that’s flawless
columbian dinners, talking bout business with some bosses
k-slay know that i’mma deliver godly. i tote nines
i’m from the hood, need that ferrari

- dj kay slay lyrics

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