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georgia anne muldrow - 2 mcs lyrics

[black milk]
listen, uh
lights, camera, i’m so nice like polite manners
flow’s nice as soon as i touch the mic handle
uh, the gun blam, it’ll leave a murder scene
the son of sam of hip hop, i murder everything
i’m from the city where n-ggas is aping, ain’t sh-t
n-ggas guerrilla, get you for your bathing ape kicks
uh, pray sh-t, they say i’m hollywood
i tape fl!cks and sign autographs on babe’s t-ts
uh, i can’t sleep, i’m on the grind, i’m hungry
take a risk, put it all on the line like laundry
you can’t call me and try to harm me
i’ll make you a dead man walking like zombies
like +mike+ in +thriller+, my rhyme sketch
is like a movie scene, i fight the villain
hah, back on board, game fell off track
so i put it back on court, yeah

[rapper big pooh]
a lot of pressure building up in my chest plate
n-ggas begging for the album, said they can’t wait
you hear the rumours dog, i like to call it bait
my fam on the h-rn asking bout my mind state
the mind’s great, i’m sharper than i ever been
i’m on the beach overseas sipping serafin
ain’t no need for you to question if i ever been
homie from the bottom that you learn to ascend
i transcend any clique, rap’s agent zero
i was last when they picked, now prepare for it
i don’t cry over milk spilt
place my fitted on tilt and keep stepping like a champ
the prize winner, the victor
leading man posing in your girl’s pictures, get yours
i’m out here doing the same
got my mind on the money, i don’t need the fame, ya dig?

- georgia anne muldrow lyrics

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