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jesus h. macy - session lyrics

{verse 1}
ducking friend like the feds
they f-cking round with my head
they f-cking round with my bread
they ain’t listen when i had said
no one f-cking round with the kid
the illest who ever lived
off the chart and off of the grid yo
my innervisions so vivid
know i get it how i live it
i don’t set no f-cking limits
just choose a target and k!ll it
hit it with that precision from any position
no intermission f-ck yo permission
we on a mission n-gga
no room for b-tches n-gga
no room for b-tching n-gga
choose a side ride or die there ain’t no switching n-gga
the inglorious b-st-rds bust at n-ggas like hitler
and these days my hit list looking longer then schindlers
on the beast coast we been through the coldest winters
choppa drop em like they tree when they be yelling timber
winter wars with power wh0r-s
kick down the saddle doors
chilling with cazadores
curve bullsh-t like matadors
now put those hands up
like its a mof-ckin stick up
said f-ck moving weight
i’m on the track doing sit ups
in a bright blue pick up
with a bad thicc pin up
n-gga you the side b-tch i’m n-gga yo girl hit up
yuh
hit em up like makaveli
going hard like x in belly
don’t trip when sh-t getting heavy
blow up like a bouncing betty
don’t forget i’m the most petty
you n-ggas just ain’t ready
yall n-ggas isn’t ready

[bridge]
yuh style more wild than a bronco
ya sl!ck with it sharper then a tanto
yo i ain’t really f-cking with you vatos
quick wit it finna win it pr-nto
head hunting your head honchos
pierce through they pancho
dip when we hear the 5-0 and ops go

[verse 2]
hop the fence
hit the mother f-cking curb running
sprinted to the sidewalk hope the neighbors ain’t hearn nothing
prolly think we off something
see the pigs we always ducking
act like we ain’t heard nothing
when they at our door buggin
this the second coming
cut off the n-ggas who fronting like f-ck em
ain’t losing sleep over none of these blood suckers
i’m i hunter y’all just eating off me
thieving while y’all seasoned salty
f-ck n-ggas ease up off me
jesus keep these leeches off me
woke up to my body burning
like i’m wrapped inside the turban
backseat well the car was swerving
safety belts are such a burden
crashed almost closed my curtain
woke up next to tyler durten
same mistakes different person
see disaster always flirtin
out of breath
my heart beating out my chest
won’t forgive and i won’t forget
all these n-ggas is suspect
so come at em direct
blade aimed straight at they neck
everybody better duck judgement day is in full-effect

- jesus h macy lyrics

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