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kataem - madness lyrics

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yeah

they don’t even know what this bout be…

got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon..
every sip be slowing time, oh my god, oh my…
relay and run with the bag| easy, they can’t over lap| under the weather in cash| ill get my mom an advance|

20 20 only dubs in my vision| i’m too dismissive to kids with no business| bruthas viscous run yo pockets for fitness| gl-ss ceilings turn tinted, you witnessing|.. darkest of the times, finna panic by the minute| heart a different size, bruthas numbin to they feelings| look inside my eyes, see the fire, h-lls kitchen| cookin in the mind, in a vibe, keep distant| swear they see me smile when i’m upset| don’t you know the mind the number 1 threat| she just want the buddy but we just met| i don’t really want her till we connect| she wanna get it tonight| tell her im not gonna wife| she cannot say that i lied| sometimes they tricks in disguise|

got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon..
slowly going back in time, oh my god, wait…

either fill a coffin or the prison like|
then they put a price on how im livin like|
thats a way to fund our demolition like|
money for the bullets that be hittin like|
non of us wanna be racist| this is a new generation| we need to renew the matrix| way we thinking too ancient| suddenly they fall in love with cadence| rewind as soon as they played it| they grimace, i’m grinning i show that i’m straight ten| talking them ratings no braces|

i gotta read between lines| i can’t be skipping the fine| im just designed| differently, one of a kind| kin and my city stay by the side| and they see we addicts, what our adlibs advertise| to the bad kids with they hands grip to nine| while we practicing id tactics on the black kid, till they change up see our d-mn fists to the sky|

got some bruthas on my side| they gon ride, they gon..
every sip be slowing time, oh my god, oh my…
relay and run with the bag| easy, they can’t over lap| under the weather in cash| ill get my mom an advance|

bank rolls| packed dope| both of em missin we can’t cope| act slow, bet we ain’t that close| trick, i’m the last hope| snap on a track like i’m thanos| taking yo crew by the half toll| my knowledge advance but check out my dance cause that’s the demand of the fans bro| don’t you act shocked cause i’m ill, yuh| i’m just out here with familia| and we ain’t missin no meals, yuh| move like the troop on the field, yuh| i do not think i want deals to hold up my g*nius, whats the appeal, yuh| ill use the light of the times, how i’m defined, and keep myself real, yuh|

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