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down6 - suge remix lyrics

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raised from the south, i was born to hit charts
when i body any beat, it really ain’t hard
to spaz up in the booth with the finest of bars
ain’t n0body ready for the rain of a murderer in the game
when i pick up any artist, im dumping em in the flames
look+at+me going with the choppa, im aiming it at yo face
i got her in the crib and i get me a f+ckin taste
b+tch blow like gysers, only wear the yellow hanes
dont need a viser, im+an+eclipse to the game
my flow’s are wiser, carry tracks like a cranе
imma glow when risers, tows the flyеr names
like they say, what i maintain, is to crazy
hey wait, got that melee, leave em hazy
stay safe, on my hay day, never lazy
take names, im a great dane, better make way
all yall rhyming h+lla asymetrical
internel chiming at a hundred decibals
im pipping hoes while i am f+cked on edibles
im priming verses, like im so unethical
im speeding and swerving the whip, slam in the curb and fib
right at the curve of the crib, taking a burn to the rib
let’s take it the top, ain’t no bottom, i got em chilly like it’s autumn
and they dropping, i caught em, i gotta re+tell what i taught em
now i severed the neck and i send a sinner to the sevens
while im pickin apart with a picky pen, i got eleven
different ways that i k!ll em, and im a psycho, need that vengance
i been sicker then k!llers, i+vocally+murder, with no weapons
that bad b+tch, gotta fat ass
i ain’t throwing dollars, what’s yo cashapp?
yeah, all my verbs, got the finest fumes
better quarantine and get a gas mask
if you want the smoke you know ill pass that
laced with the trauma, blunt laughs, grab
up any foe, you better back track
got a couple bodies, know that’s that
serving heavy curses straight up at my opps
i disperse on any turf, i came to mop
better learn that i will rule on any block
im the first that you will hear that gets a yacht
cut em like crops, b+tch you a fraud
my rune was to evil, but ill never stop
devilish plot, claiming my spot
you really need proof that my crown’s at the top
b+tch im a saint, crowned with the greats
came invading with a little vague plan
chains and blades, you know i got em ready
face a thoughtless ending, leave yo corpse in the sand
cuz every time i enter in the mothaf+ckin room
i gotta another body dropping, right up a newer tomb
im finna pull up with the mac+11, time to face your doom
and when i enter in the battle, know im gonna really shoot
while im taking the game and im cursing and purging, the servents
always used to be the enemy, choking em with a curtain
til they blue, i gotta remedy, stealing the vital organs
ain’t n0body really ahead of me, splitting em into portions
they got me stomping and chopping, a milimeter in your noggin
gonna ball if i want and im finna bop em for the hoggin’
i been finding my way and i got the vibez of baby goblins
look at+the havoc ill raise on+the+masterpiece, im never stoppin

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