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kaliraps - make it seem easy lyrics

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feat. jon connor

(intro)
statik selektah
make make make it seem easy
make make make it seem easy

(verse)
my n-gg-, i clean the room out
clear trash like it’s a shoot-out
homey, you out yo noodles
you wanna test my cahooners
stickin’ yo chest out
but i notice that those are hooters
i’m the future, and your hottest sh-t
is soundin’ like bloopers
all the funniest, i be where the money is
it’s hysterical, the gang needed a miracle
well, here it go
i ain’t the illest
you must be high on shrooms like super mario
cause most of y’all is the new definition of terrible
i need a weighter, cause my hunger keep me commin’
eat these rappers like lobsters
you’re roster in my stomach
my sh-t keep on blazin’ like a roster when it’s comin’
and if my n-gg-s is hungry
we just lock you in the oven
look. you see my verses have purpose
when i spit ’em i’m perfect
see all you whack -ss rappers
line up in church rehearsals
you got the nerve to be nervous
tryna shut me up
i came thru, all y’all gonna need to buddy up

(hook)
make make make it seem easy
make make make it seem easy

(verse)
n-gg-, f-ck yo villains, drop top f-ck the ceiling
middle finger to the world, that’s how the f-ck i’m feelin’
keep it short change, i only f-ck with millions
warm buffet money, dummy, that’s a couple billions
full tank of gas, whaleskin seat covers
blowin’ money fast like i’m big meech brother
f-ck with my cash, you’ll be six feet under
blew a hundred racks, i had a cheap summer
louie v. bed sheets everywhere i sleep
gucci pillow cases that i haven’t touched in weeks
ipads, ipods, i go out hard, drop top, aston martin with the bucket seats
aimin’ for the stars, i’m shootin’ at yo goons
i’m somewhere up in mars, i’m shootin’ for the moon
i came from the ghetto, wasn’t born with silver spoons
now i’m eatin’ off of diamond plates in my dinning room
i’m just f-ckin’ with n-gg-s i been f-ckin’ with
never guinea lifestyle, six gear clutchin’ it
just hit the club, bout the spark, dutchin’ it
or maybe buy another bottle for the f-ck of it

(hook)
make make make it seem easy
make make make it seem easy



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