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dynasty - deadly 4 real ft. jacc d. frost lyrics

concept divine-
yo, i’m about to start spittin’
it’s as simple as that
your b-tch -ss could get attacked
off the bat
we never looked back
ya head get cracked
red blood is spillin on the pavement
it glisten in the moonlight
i’m just tryin’ to set the mood right
for the m-ssacre that’s about to ensue
f-ck the new
f-ck ya crew
and mothaf-cka, f-ck you
cuz tha dynasty was sent here to make ya d-mn head nod
so in that case, i guess we better do our job
cuz we ain’t no lazy, slackin’ maf-ckas
we the realest, smokin’ hazy and attackin’ all you suckas
so this year we bringing in that hardcore sh-t
and if ya stand up in my way
you’ll catch the business end of it
ya m-th-f-ckin right i’m mad
already plead insanity
and i can see tonight
it’s about to be -ssult and battery
with this rap craft mastered
sh-t is petty to me
i’m blazin’ l’s and gettin’ plastered
y’all ain’t ready for me
cuz i told y’all maf-ckas
it’s tha dynasty
so now we bout to see the f-ckin’ beast
i’m gonna feast
yo, m-th-f-cka, please

j-dolla-
yo
//these neighbors b-tchin’ bout
our loud music
i’m bout to show these b-tches
just how we use it
we not like y’all
cuz you’s abuse it
now f-ck around and get down
and just lose it//
yo j-dolla get stupid
f-ck the game with no condom
just raw dog
you can clear the smog
but still can’t find him
my mind’s reclining somewhere
combined with a whole bunch of substance
while i’m gettin’ my d-ck sucked
ask ya b-tch
it’s so scrumptious
mmmmm, it’s so fingerl!ckin’
got the plot thickens
that’s when ya b-tchin’ boy walked in
and found his girls lips stickin’
the belly kickin’
but it ain’t from swallowin’ the seed b-tch
ya see, ya girls pregnant
but i still give her what she needs b-tch
d-mn, that boy nasty
but i keep it so cl-ssy
hardly ever flashy
but the jeans stay gr-ssy
cuz i’m always doin’ work, jerk
don’t mean to blurt on ya twerp
cuz that’s the difference between you and i
i come to subvert on you
wack -ss rap b-st-rds
i see ya track is cracked
flapped backwards
you need to follow that dynasty
we got this rap craft mastered
introducing, jacc d. frost

jacc d. frost-
c’mon boi
j-a-, 2 c’s, d dot frost
could never be a f-ckboy
cuz me not y’all
snitchin’ on me’ll make ya t–th rot off
and if ya think my guns big, you should see my b-lls
i got a few broads
some hot and some not
but all i give a f-ck about is if they swallow c-m shots
you could be a dime, or scarred by gunshots
just keep ya lips sealed like a nun tw-t
when my name’s brought up
people get the red face
start yappin’ like b-tches or quiet like dead sp-ce
i’m a white trash, two time loser and head case
and y’all can suck my f-ckin’ d-ck until ya neck break
i crush whatever’s ahead of me
to benevolent melodies
i’m a twisted, s-d-stic, malevolent pedigree
equipped with better amenities
that’ll level my enemies
and several things to peddle that are federal felonies
f-ck the police
they know i’m pr-ne to buck
i’m a cold hearted b-st-rd
and i’m known as such
with a set of c-ck and b-lls that’ll choke a sl-t
and my give a d-mn is like me
broke as f-ck
so don’t put it past me to start takin’ some sh-t
cuz i’ll kick ya door down while ya takin’ a sh-t
i do what i gotta, to get my belly a meal
whether robbin’, car jackin’, or i’m sellin’ the k!ll
i’m a surgeon with the blade
and i’m steady with steel
on and off track b-tch
i’m deadly 4 real

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