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jxneration – in the alley! lyrics

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{intro]
the only thing we can do now is eat, and bring out my first suspect
thank you, mr. sp+ce ghost
bustas
zorak’s skull has been fractured, with what appears to be
in the alley

[verse 1]
i don’t trust n0body, i don’t trust a n+gga, or a b+tch
get it out the bowl, they gon’ eat it all, for the chips
all the sh+t you jack, all that sh+t you stole, not authentic
give her turbelence, while on cloud nine, the flight attendant

we gon’ double back, she gon’ stretch it out, she a gymnast
you’s a little man, my crew treat you like an infant
bro, you talk too much, don’t got stripes in here or a pendent
you’s a light smoke, we gon’ get you gone in a minute

[chorus]
all my n+ggas in the front street, n+gga, you
(in the alley)
when we get you gone, n+gga, we gon’ put you
(in the alley)
b+tch, don’t look at me, you sucked it
(in the alley)
yeah, you got that bag, right, bring him to me
(in the alley)
see that old coot over there, we gon’ put him
(in the alley)
see them bad b+tches over there, they drop sh+t
(in the alley)
used to see my opps, every day, now they strung up
(in the alley)
i don’t trust a soul, voices keep me going
(in the alley)

[verse 2]
why your brodie driving unmarked, white mini+vans
in the alley
why my shoes at your b+tch crib, she got mini+vans
thirteen past twelve, war time we militant
we put you on a table of like, f+ck

did you pray today, lil’ n+gga, you gon’ meet the gods
your b+tch, really workin’ magic, that’s not fairly odd
you didn’t grow up, n+gga, your childhood just died
flash bang, h+lla chops, they ain’t see or they just f+ckin’ blind

[chorus]
can we, can we, can we cut this sh+t
i’ma cuff your b+tch, b+tch
(in the alley)
two, two bad, b+tch wanna suck my d+ck, right
(in the alley)
d+mn, lil’ shorty deep, she don’t know i’ve been around
(in the alley)
b+tch we doin’ business, please don’t make a sound
(in the alley)
you not with us, please shut the f+ck up
(in the alley)
geek, geekin’ off the x with my k, either way i bust
(in the alley)
you just a n+gga with a gun and a bro that’s
(in the alley)
i got my soul lifted, you know where i was at

[outro]
i’d like to report a murder or a dead body or something

where at
in the alley

i ain’t gone lie, like, we was in atlanta like two weeks ago and sh+t, bro
and we just saw like two crackheads in this b+tch dancin’
at waffle house, this sh+t was like michael jackson versus prince, you feel me
(in the alley)



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