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grm daily - joshua lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m juggin’ in a old plate so the mafia couldn’t tell
i’m on my job, the whole block knows like they couldn’t smell
dunce came to fight, we ain’t ninja turtles
just cuh we brang long swords and we brang sh+lls
14 years they slipped, so he stepped in jail
english team, world cup, we don’t get bale
go hang and standin’ at the door, while we ringing bells
cocaine, cola, we need soda, kenan and kel
nine on me, fourth quarter, like the nfl
like in titanic, k!ller rock, gotta make itself
yeah, i just did a drop, but i never fell
feds ain’t got letters, why they wanna check this mail
if their shoe fits, then the words hurt him
n+ggas getting robed and getting dropped and he ain’t puttin work in
its bread over beef, but it’s not workin’
cuh i’m stuck up in the middle, like a hot gherkin
persian, halal restaurant, you can close the curtain
never have a [?], i know for certain
lil’ baddest being, cuh my bags yellow
my year bangs, means my yolk pops that h+llo

[chorus x2]
still, i’m sure you want me boy, in the ring like aj
wagwan get this boxing
aj aj
rock it down, knock it ala aj
they need belts they want jabs
aj aj
[verse 2]
true story what this sh+t based on
never thought rappin’ be the thing i take on
gordon and a george foreman on my first performance
i brang half my hood up like my name trayvon
then we get to class a
n+gga always knee high
only a state where lee died and where the fiends’ fight
free my n+gga arthur, they gotta free man
c+block so you know the sun gonna see aside
but now the spice on the wing and i ain’t talking tikka
habibti, she wanna tame me in, but i ain’t shisha (yallah)
all my opps look cross, reminds me of a preacher
problem child, comin’ out your girlfriend’s speaker
just tell your man that i’m your darg, you ain’t gotta tell
i’m just tryna avoid a sentence, like i can’t spell
always got an instrument i know about violence
why’d u think my [?] control the wing
and he ain’t no pilot

[pre+chorus]
[????]

[chorus x2]
still, i’m sure you want me boy, in the ring like aj
wagwan get this boxing
aj aj
rock it down, knock it ala aj
they need belts they want jabs
aj aj

- grm daily lyrics

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