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kalil johnson - atlas lyrics

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[verse 1: kalil johnson]

well d-mn, ’bout time he came back
i don’t even know if i can fall off the map, cause i
hold the mother f-cker up like atlas
on my fingertips, it’s nothing relaxin’
stick a middle finger at a yuppie
then go make salaat and tell god i’m sorry
cause man, they take food out of my mouth
but it’s all good cause i’m on my route
i detour around wackness, blasting my own sh-t
maybe in a three-wheel motion if i was west coastin’
i’m hopin’ to stack and hide the bread, the afikomen
dag, i’d probably give the sh-t to homeless
p-ss off a “g” like, “yo hold this”
and dip off in the busted vans
like d-mn that’s the f-cking plan? aw man

[hook: kalil johnson] [2x]

stupid -ss style with ill threads
oh snap, who control that, i got that
you run through the hood the wrong way
a mother f-cker come and say, “run that”
nah man, f-ck that, let me just
sit back,cause dag, i got that
i need a little bit more, cause the hood
is rough, i’m trying to stay the h-ll out of them cuffs

[verse 2: kalil johnson]

out of them cuffs
because a cop trip then a cop getting snuffed
alright, i’m talking mad tough
but if i was you i wouldn’t call my bluffs
i kicks -ss on audio, i’m mario andretti
when i’m steadily on the path to sn-tch
a crown that i don’t even want
get it and throw the sh-t away or sell it on ebay
i don’t give mother f-ckers leeway
cut them off like tourniquets when i kick
whatever verse that i’ve writ and your wrists
may as well be slit if you stepping to him
you got it all wrong like houston for houston (house-ton)
and i ain’t never bouncin’
in this sh-t until the bitter end like set it off
you a fraud but you never made off, naw

[hook] [2x]

[verse 3: kalil johnson]

what the h-ll you know
you ain’t met a psycho in the hood with the fo’
five, trying to make sh-t live
like upn 9 at ten, you’re dead
brick city in the blood, and the sh-t don’t
have no tang or kool aid in any way
i can’t get a transfusion, i’m losin’
from the get-go, but yo
i’m a little too smart, and that makes them scared
so it’s very little chance that i ever get aired
not that i really care, knew what i was getting into
from jump so believe i’m well aware
i’m going hard like i f-cking love coloring
now which one of ya’ll thinking ya’ll sonning me?
i ain’t no flash in the pan, or the egg
in the d-mn psa, what the h-ll can i say?

[hook]



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