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kashmire - drop bombs lyrics

[part 1]

i put that nine direct at your spine, survival’s just been declined
so i guess im not so divine, maniac that’s how im defined
gotta get that money on the incline, p rod the way that i grind
some say im an ugly cracker but my b-tches always stay fine
i got the delivery just came in, lock the doors and shut the blinds
no hard sh-t just boss piff, yours ain’t better than mine
get murked quick with that dirt sh-t mine smells with skunk and pine
do crimes all the time i don’t give two sh-ts cause moneys on my mind
i don’t know what the h-ll you sellin, .7s with that dro smell
try to play me with that bullsh-t ill take your sister up to that hotel
i do that anyway, whatever, att-tude on oh well
hate me cause my flow swell, hustle up with that whole sale, uh

same old sh-t, its just a different artist
you’re hating on me, because i go the hardest
got straight dubs of haze, if you wanna blaze
throw back a couple bombs best put on your shades
hustle, hustle, hustle hard
hustle, hustle, hustle hard
hustle, hustle, hustle hard
only snitches turn up dead on this boulevard

[part 2]

we sit back smoke kush drop bombs

the law tried to turn my life into shambles
it all started when i got arrested by detective campbell
man if had a chance id light him like a candle
baseball bat to his face mikey mantle
im not even playing, you’ll never see me dandle
put me on probation so now i face a handle
can’t smoke should i smoke should i take a gamble
light a couple blunts on the beach grab your sandals
i just ramble on they said who’s stopping you
now i answer to em judge mark t apostalou
f-ck him, its not like i went and k!lled a cop or two
hes p-ssed i came to court fly like a c-ckatoo
get f-cked like a prost-tute, grumpy old man
kashmire only puts his life in his own hands
ill go and pay the d-mn fine for this old man
ask me how i did it truthfully i say i sold grams, uh
and committed to keep spittin
got cool talent with the balance to bring the heat wit it
now remitted from the b-tches who gave a fee wit it
the weed did it, i paid all 873 wit it
now i’m back at it, about my numbers like mathematics
intervention called something bout crack addicts
that’s all i spit, murder bars beats in that casket
and you p-ssy’s get eaten like when i last had it
i keep goin, hot flow flame throwing
plus i got a lot of gr-ss, the sh-t don’t need mowing
it gets burned, but ashes don’t end up in an urn
illegally’s the only way to pay that’s what i learned
this sh-ts absurd

- kashmire lyrics

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