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kataem – throw em up lyrics

im on a slim road, no sp#ce for simp souls
just mad kin folk who stand tiptoe
tad blissful but mad wishful
boy im so high off the loud i crack windows
reason my punches knocking em out is a d#mn fistful
probably why they sleeping on me like i brand pillows
the only memo is bag lingo, its that simple
even with them j’s filled won’t get the jump on me
boy im kattdaddy ain’t a way y’all p#ssys sonning me
i grind so hard that they surprised there ain’t another me
i’m about the action but you ain’t getting know stunt from me
i look to god but what does that say for those who look up to me
how am i suppose to pray when these demons keep interrupting me
they saw me ballin now they asking where the money go
i got enough for me but i got nun to show
and i ain’t bout to act like my momma ain’t take another loan
and i ain’t bout to act like my auntie can afford my cousins clothes
y’all spend a ton of dow, on nun but smoke and nothing more
i ain’t gon keep nun of y’all kids in my circle
i’m showing out while they missing rehearsal
your real story’s slighted by what you advertise and i rather skip through commercials
my clique doing hurtles over the bullsh#t
i’m black magic but i don’t mess with hood tricks
yeah that shorty bad but ain’t on sh#t that i could list
i’ve always been a good kid steering clear of the hood sh#t
there ain’t nothing i would miss
all i need is a good spliff and a couple mill
meanwhile y’all fiending for another k!ll
i’m hitting the studios to up the sk!ll
with a motive to pay all my mother bills
as god’s moving the road up under my wheels

ay throw em up
only if you in yo bag foreal
ay throw em up
if everybody in yo clan is real
ay throw em up
what i do after i catch my k!ll
i keep an empty belly to show you the man is ill

ay throw em up
only if you in yo bag foreal
ay throw em up
pour it up, you better crack the seal
ay throw em up
so hungry i’m looking pass a mill

this gon be the coolest to come out of two lips since my birth
new day i stumble on new tips of how my mind works
my new chick got me praying to the god’s that had designed her
yo new drip got me thinking ill never need designer
ask me if vanity my fatality
stopped tryna better it, ill manifest in it
the most high has given me more answers than the reverend
my home guys trippin saying this kush is prolly heaven sent
i told them that i took a couple
bushes on the way down
and now i stack like 8 thou and still struggle to
buy myself take out
fear of being broke again is steady closing in
coupled with the copious hopelessness that flows within
mixed in my blood like ocean beds full of sodium
stuck on earth feelin like i will never be home again
they say that we created in his image
but you can tell the difference
unless you never told a lie and always listen
until then you will never get credit for yo vision
you just another p#wn up in his system
got me thinking that livin is just prison
my escape through bars has been written
i done mean to relieve the theme of conviction
more like death row, any day’s my time| change my mind
i feel the weight of the sky and as it breaks my spine
paralyzed on my journey to paradise
my motive characterized, i think i fear that light
tryna leave earth without dying, i don’t fear the heights
yo skies the limit my destination comes clear at night
sobered up to the sight as my human kindness and spirit fight
throw my hands up hoping that jesus finna steer me right

ay throw em up
only if you in yo bag foreal
ay throw em up
if everybody in yo clan is real
ay throw em up
what i do after i catch my k!ll
i keep an empty belly to show you the man is ill

ay throw em up
only if you in yo bag foreal
ay throw em up
pour it up, you better crack the seal
ay throw em up
so hungry i’m looking pass a mill
i keep an empty belly to show you the man is sk!lled

spark houston
i don’t get to dream at night
sleepin with my demons got me fiendin for the beams despite the bleeding i continue to eden that’s where i read and write the lyrics you can feel em in your spirit my whole team is light

ya i got a bright idea i’m bout to suit up for this movement here and fight my fears write the tears inscribe them in the silence while i grind my gears find despair face it in the matrix side a line a mirrors
all i see is me in here deeming i’m the meanest when i scene hit i redeem the scared

bleed in pairs
sixteens cistine
snapping in my chapel
til my wrist is christian pristine
miss me
with all that little yappin action
smashin patterns laughing in the lab and at the tabernacle
i won’t pretend to be hurt
i’m the k!ller i’m the shooter i’m the one that do the work
ima go berserk blood upon my shirt
nother day up in the search i’m sellin the h#ll and worse i’m sellin it pretty well man the bag in my lady purse that been splitting seems reinvesting dirty money blood is cleaned
so i don’t give a f#ck now
all you b#tches better duck down
i’m the only one i trust now
luck how
line em up and shoot em, once i buck, blow

ay throw em up
only if you in yo bag foreal
ay throw em up
if everybody in yo clan is real
ay throw em up
what i do after i catch my k!ll
i keep an empty belly to show you the man is ill

- kataem lyrics

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