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gyn 503 - rally lyrics

intro: lil bored
ay lil faded wake yo -ss up, man
shit
i just got this magnum, look at this shit
f-ckin’ nice huh?
twin barrel and shit
um, i know a little spot up the hill
it’s by some rocks, it’s-
um, i don’t know
it’s cool though
i got this gun, i got two bullets
i got a bottle of some cheap shit, but it’s cool..
c’mon, it’s a beautiful day to die dawg

verse 1: gyn 503

i’m over those that overdose on stupid clothes & flavored vapor smoke
i hope to logs it dies the way my dialouge catch
i like it by the ounce, i never worry about the batch
i don’t know what to tell em, they say my words are heavy
but then again i’d still f-ck the same b-tch that left me
when it comes to heirogliphs i’d say that i’m a lefty
because of when i write with my right i feel my grip grip a hype
smoking in my crib tonight but soon i’ll see havana
salvadoran banner covers my b-tch like pajamas
no cover charge except the sppeding tickets
no cover charge except the leading crickets
acting wicked like a split shift
misfit gifting raps to ya’ll like christmas
do not get diminished by asking for a feature
i do not play the role of preachers
it’s simple as if you f-ck my b-tch then keep her
that’s the speaker speaking spikes, there’s a meaning to the damage
you can’t tell me shit, i know gyn is a planet p-ssed the average
loopdigga for figures on why i love the jazz drums
i could be blind & put a beat just to feel your -ss run
do you listen to these lyrics or just trynna judge my spit
might as well get a taste, open your mouth biitch
these lyrics have their own spirit
can you hear it
i will guess the finish & end up where the winner sit
i like my dinner at a diner looking for the keys that match the parking lot viper
watch your local viper
watch your local sniper
support your local sound biters cause without a writer
these punks just listen like men behind a wire
the fire from my lighter kisses my marjiuana cigarette
i can never have enough of it
live your life or love your death, those are your two options
peace from san salvador to compton
503
(it’s a beautiful day to die, dawg)

verse 2: a2sevn

esta es para mi gente latina con las cabezas pa’ ariba
nayarita con las armas automaticas
i’ll k!ll you by the gather bunch freshly cancerous
like the camel crunch on top of everything i amount
today’s a beautiful day to die dawg
i rap the talk i run the walk
no puff in my p-ss
9four not the common kind
i’m forbidden, consequense apperance
when you push my b-ttons
we at the trump rally, gonna hit him with the same slugs that hit kennedy
i’m bringing back the old ‘merica b-tch
i’m nasty but had your lover head boppin’ on my d-ck to this tracklist
it’s so f-ckin’ cl-ssic
yayo to the old marvin g-ye cl-ssics
i vomitspit fire, try to match me
the heavyweight champion
no comparament
don’t you agree
phd on streetology
that’s word to kool g
i rap fantastic, highly unappreciated, i’m feeling frantic
i feel like k!lling everybody
(b-tch)

- gyn 503 lyrics

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