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five finger posse - 2fast2furious lyrics

[intro: 1990morgue]
(circle five)
ayy, in the abyss
(i’m working on dying)

[verse 1: 1990morgue]
need for speed, i ain’t pushing on the brakes
gotta do the dash when i’m running from the jakes
claim they real but be moving h+lla fake
gotta cut the grass, i ain’t f+cking with the snakes
it’s been a long time since i spoke what’s on my mind
these n+ggas switched up and they started acting foul
we flowing like rivers but they living in denial
a lot of n+ggas wouldn’t be sh+t without our style (no cap)
and that’s a motherf+cking fact (that’s a fact)
we influenced the game but don’t get credit, that sh+t wack (that sh+t wack)
i gotta talk my sh+t, what’s on my mind, before i snap
thеy took the tread from us so we had to run it back (run it back)
and now thеy calling that sh+t rage
n+ggas sell they soul, anything to get ’em paid
d+mn, all these classics that we made
now your soul belong the f+cking label, you a slave

[verse 2: 5g]
getting cash, i’m on that
h+lla bags, i’m on that
in the jag’, i’m on that
louis tags, i’m on that
getting cash, i’m on that
h+lla bags, i’m on that
in the jag’, i’m on that
louis tags, i’m on that
let’s take a trip to the abyss
we been selling souls for years
louis v from saks fifth
i been dripping, clothes for years
take a trip to the eclipse
she said she can’t stand the [?]
then we went to the abyss
baby, can you stand the pain?
keep a mask up on my face
everybody call me [?]
got a dagger on my hip
you gon’ have to feel this [?]
[verse 3: alvin abyss]
[?], i shop for that
louis tags, i’m popping that
my pockets sagging from these bands
big [?]
in the abyss making plays, i do a flip, i make a stack
tryna run up on the gang, we gon’ leave you where you at
in that bimmer switching lanes, do two hundred on the dash
bad b+tch, she wanna hang but i’m cooling smoking thrax
no, we can’t go tit for tat
and the palace where i’m at
in the palace with a mac
in the palace you’ll get clapped (yeah)

[verse 4: yung mojo]
this that fatal sting, cooling with my gang
you can’t hang, n+gga, you a lame, just stay out the way
’cause i’m switching lanes, riding with that flame [?]
smoking mary jane, rollie, keep it plain, busting down the chain (circle five)

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