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joyner lucas – fuck your feelings lyrics

here’s a little sh-t i like to call

self explanatory sh-t for warriors
killed your car in the corner
and vicious slaughtered an officer
no applause, then applaud us to
rip apart the apartment
kill your father and start with that
n-gg-‘s noggin’, but just aaa
leave it at that, i believe in that rap
in the evening i trap, i’mma keep that
even cheese for that rat
in the evenin’ i’m back, if you breathe
rest in peace with that strip
i’m uneven but equal to jesus tellin’
daemons step back!
but you n-gg-s are f-cked up
approach you n-gg-s like what’s up?
all my life been broke till i got
that dough, n-gg-, before i come up
and i never seen no shine, no watch,
no ring, no bling, no pop up
you ain’t never seen no king, no couple of pills
no shut the f-ck up!
these kinda whipers you riding,
what kind of n-gg-s you hiding?
f-ggot n-gg-s, you braggin’, listen,
what kind of d-ck is you riding?
ain’t no compet-tion, i’m pro’bly f-ck
your proposition, ain’t no plottin’
ain’t no pot we p-ssin’, pro’bly p-ssed
in the side of a kitchen with choppers
cursing like a mah’f-cker, mah’f-ckin’ chilly
yeah, i can make your mother f-ck me and then
f-ck her feelings!
i play the power baller, i hope i make a
couple of millions, just so i can f-ck them b-tches
they don’t wanna f-ck until that!
my n-gg-, what you rolling? f-ck that!
n-gg-, that give you that mob cat
that’s more power than (???)
i’mma take you to the block like puff that!
chill on the block with a killa that pop
and i woulda life like prrra prrida tha prapra
sound of the block, like jack in the box
to the match and the glock, now real fast(real fast)
i don’t know what you talkin’ bout,
been that n-gg- that knock him out
stomp that n-gg-, i stomp him out
walk that n-gg-, now walk it out
flow like vinegar in the code
i’m entering the zone where hoes ain’t friends
with the hoes, and a man get the most sh-t
from the police and they beat those cops
pretending to hold that 5-0-8
walk on water, i travel on lake,
fly them clouds, i float, i bless my home
i’m pulling it out you face

[hook]

yeah, that’s what i like to call
self explanatory sh-t for warriors
killed your car in the corner
and vicious slaughtered an officer
no applause, then applaud us to
rip apart the apartment
kill your father and start with that
n-gg-‘s noggin’, but just aaa
leave it at that, i believe it at this:
sqeezing that clip, can nothing stop your
breathing at six. when i’m breathing
i’m fit. breathe and rest in peace with that strip
i’m uneven but equal to jesus tellin’
daemons step back!
yeah, i can make your mother f-ck me and then
f-ck her feelings!
i play the power baller, i hope i hit a
couple of millions, just so i can f-ck them b-tches
they don’t wanna f-ck until then!

- joyner lucas lyrics

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