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g yamazawa - wu-tang type beats lyrics

i guess it’s thicker than my blood line
shout out to [?]
out here around he got them guns out for the one time
one time he lifted up the smoke though we had the blunt roll
my other partner knocked on front door for game consoles
it’s pr+nto
and what’s a story if it stay untold
a country family smoking cigs in front they six month old
a seventh grader asking me if i would like the gunto
my words you couldn’t come close
that dirty laundry unfold
i unload
get it off my chest dog
he got his pieces from his set
ain’t talking chess though
just picture bobby fisher press you with a tech
oh i bet y’all like chef
y’all like restaurants
like szechuan, like raekwon
i’m the best, but i’m slept on
my mans and em knew i was destined to get them benjamins
they second all my sentiments, but check me when i mention them
criminal activity don’t need to be on instagram
that ptsd settling is a different kind of evidence
but most my people working hard
day to day, nine to five
eight to eight they cater trades
plastic spoons and paper plates
and classrooms, that sacred place where half the room get left behind
them hopefuls and papa johns
everybody on the grind
everybody on a time
limit and we televise
in it want help others ride
happy to be from the side
y’all know what i’m talking about
give a f+ck about your net worth
i’m a taste maker cause my papa had that chef work
know before you ever touch a knife you gotta prep first
need to get that business b+ttoned up like a dress shirt
learned a lot of lessons down on georgia ave. and petworth
learned how to make mistake, learned how regret works
learned that to be the best you gotta be yourself first
in search of my self+worth, i’m a version of all the people who ever crossed me
but the loss of friendship felt worse
ain’t that some sh+t
ain’t that bada b+tch
they complain about language, but y’all know how it is
ever since i was a kid ain’t f+ck with politics
one look at lady liberty mmm yeah them thighs are thick
look at that stride and sh+t
see how quick a side can switch
i keep it honest with the audience i’m talking with
i ain’t like these other artists that y’all rocking with
at a pool party with a model minority
i’m r+rated, don’t pirate for now i’m irate
whatchu think i don’t think about race, about my eye shape
whatchu think i don’t think about hate, about the crime rate
and how the f+ck we keep going back to places we not safe
like a walmart, night clubs, church mosques, synagogues
and grade schools, middle schools, and little towns, and backyards
and storefronts, and living rooms, there’s more trumps
144 bodies in four months, it’s no stunt
whatchu want huh, whatchu want
tell me whatchu want huh, whatchu want
hit you with that machine gun funk
in the trunk
peace

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