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​guardian (rapper & producer) - on top! lyrics

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[part i]

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[chorus]
b+tch, i’m on the top and i ain’t never (whiskas) gettin’ off
and all these motherf+ckin’ maggots busy, wanna f+ckin’ talk?
i take his f+ckin’ head and i might f+ckin’ knock it off
i spark the blunt and then i face it ’til that f+ckin’ sh+t is gone, yeah

[verse 1]
you don’t gotta run ’cause you know you couldn’t hide
i know you think you safe inside the function, but i broke inside
matte black pontiac, the windows down and bullets fly
i don’t really f+ck with anybody, please just f+ckin’ die
yeah, you get me p+ssed off
if i f+ckin’ see him, i’ma rip his f+ckin’ limbs off
b+tch, you wanna take a step?
i’ma ’boutta blow a hole inside his f+ckin’ chest
wait, if you wanna push an issue, you might just be next
drag him f+ckin’ down, thеn we hang him by the neck
havе you ever had a chainsaw rippin’ through your neck?
you f+ck with me, won’t see the day, nah
off my f+ckin’ sh+t, i go through violent f+ckin’ withdrawal
get too f+ckin’ close, and i might f+ckin’ rip your face off
[chorus]
b+tch, i’m on the top and i ain’t never gettin’ off
and all these motherf+ckin’ maggots busy, wanna f+ckin’ talk?
i take his f+ckin’ head and i might f+ckin’ knock it off
i spark the blunt and then i face it ’til that f+ckin’ sh+t is gone

[part ii]

[intro]
calex, what the f+ck?
yeah

[verse 2]
yeah, you wanna talk about a cadence?
lost my f+ckin’ sh+t, and i might lose my f+ckin’ patience
ain’t no tmz, b+tch, i stay off of surveillance
off so many drugs. but i’m not a f+ckin’ patient

[chorus]
why is everybody in my f+ckin’ house afraid of me?
if i got you in f+ckin’ my sight, you is an enemy
if you need a second, i’ma give you ’til the count of three
he ain’t missin’, you can find him hangin’ by a f+ckin’ tree

[verse 3]
yeah, i’m in the pit, b+tch, you give a sh+t?
we f+ckin’ walk inside this b+tch, and now he gettin’ hit
i don’t got no f+ckin’ time for a hypocrite
if you f+ckin’ talkin’, please just f+ckin’ zip your lips
i’m throwin’ out the key, what you f+ckin’ need?
i might f+ckin’ pull up, put some holes inside the scene
want the f+ckin’ smoke, and now he try to f+ckin’ flee
check your f+ckin’ doors before you f+ckin’ go to sleep
[chorus]
why is everybody in my f+ckin’ house afraid of me?
if i got you in f+ckin’ my sight, you is an enemy
if you need a second, i’ma give you ’til the count of three
he ain’t missin’, you can find him hangin’ by a f+ckin’ tree

[outro]
why is everybody in my f+ckin’ house afraid of me?
if i got you in f+ckin’ my sight, you is an enemy
if you need a second, i’ma give you ’til the count of three
he ain’t missin’, you can find him hangin’ by a f+ckin’ tree
yeah, b+tch, i’m on the top and i ain’t never (whiskas) gettin’ off
and all these motherf+ckin’ maggots busy, wanna f+ckin’ talk?
i take his f+ckin’ head and i might f+ckin’ knock it off
i spark the blunt and then i face it ’til that f+ckin’ sh+t is gone, yeah



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