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jamil inkwell – guerrilla marxism lyrics

i make these niggas upset when they finally play the script
here’s a reality check pullin up in them chargers
we the battery set this game not working yo way
you better reset
and see i practice what i preach
just can’t die on my knees
please shoot me on my feet
i rather see my blood leak
watch my brain matter the paint the road of the streets
i was on 61st chillin holdin my heat
and that’s my whole legacy
so if i fall away you’ll think i died today
flowing like i got the right away i’m the one they write away
penmanship is with the shits, a k!ller writing heiroglyphs
king tut tuckin a smith, constipation with this greatness
i can’t even think of shit i get on some famous shit
fake like i don’t know yo -ss
we ain’t never really cool just laughing while a photo flash
i ain’t really into school free bandz got me p-ssing math
light the j komodo drag on to the next blunt
i done hit a couple milfs treat shordy like a step son
come back like westbrook acting like i left some
and if she can’t play her role you know i’m out da door
i’m on the rode guess i left one
she gone pray she find a nigga like me
and i’m just boolin with da moes you find me over east
i’m from a block of mickey cobras you see a snake all in me
i had the thrist to k!ll since 50 cent made heat

i don’t give a fuck about a lot
in traffic with them glocks
they say we riding hot

jump out with them ratchets
nina bussin she a thot x2

- jamil inkwell lyrics

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