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john corban - let me break it down for ya lyrics

[verse 1: john corban]
gb shoes, these are new
not rockin with nike checks, not a flex
don’t expect to be impressed, but i’m not stressed
got the flat bottom high top vans
xans in my pants
not pressed, got a g on em
y, or that double g
let me break it down for you…

white tile, wipe the slate clean
green straw like bucks, that i use to do my drugs
razor close beside, and a skeleton to hide
in my closet the bodies they rise
empirеs in fires, lighting pyres
and miles from that which i dеsire

popping out to say, closer every day, coppin by the way
way you say, what i spray, choppa bout to make you pay
got the 9, but i want a 50 on the gang, on my chain

[verse 2: lil wood]
yea i got a 9, i got 9 on my mind

everyday i dash with a different cancer
do da dash for da cash i take it out the atm yea
like my bread yea
my memory is fleeting
my childhood is leaving
out of my cerebrum
f+ck it all and leave em
splattered all over the ceiling
leave the police get to peeling
f+ckin pieces of my kneeling body
mommy weeping
corpse laying with no f+cking spirit

seriously nah quite literally i got a 9 on my mind all the time
gb shoes mcdonald drive
when i drive thru gb shoes hanging from a power line
second line homicide
hit the hot line like it’s suicide
contemplating whether to abide
or to die turned upside down
f+cking crucified

i don’t wanna pop a seal or seal the deal
but popping steel and craving pills is part of my demise
drinking water
got the blood leaking from my eye
gone ahead and stab my side
cuz i ain’t one to prophesy
don’t call me god cause i ain’t that guy
one day imma gonna fly up higher than the f+ckin sky
now it’s f+ck a supply
f+ck da plug being dry
f+ck a b+tch that’s no reply
tell em come back down or imma f+ckin die
tell em come back down or imma f+ckin cry

- john corban lyrics

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