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klashnekoff - get it too lyrics

[verse 1: klashnekoff]
yo, follow me as we proceed through these old streets
where the cold breeze blows so deep, bodies dropping off like old leaves
road so greez , said theres no peace
only p-ssyo and co-dees co-dees old
so we dont grin and we dont show t–th, loan sharks’ll tear apart your whole team
i put fear into the heart, when i appear out of the dark in balaclav, disappear into the smoke screens
no screams.. all they hear is the whistle from a missile ‘fore it tears out your whole spleen
watch your peeps get cold feet, clear out like no speech soon as man draw for the chrome piece
so p-ssyo hold these.. like six slugs to your dome piece, leave your slumped over like a dope fiend
as time procees, i try to smoke weed and move at a slow speed but i can feel my soul freeze

[chorus: sample]
gotta work hard to make it, cause you can get it too
dont f-ck about, cause you can get it too
gotta work hard to make it, cause you can get it too
dont f-ck about, cause you can get it too
gotta work hard to make it, cause you can get it too
dont f-ck about, cause you can get it too
gotta work hard to make it, cause you can get it too
dont f-ck about, cause you can get it too

[verse 2: klashnekoff]
trust, and its death,murder, more screams
trust its been foreseen
visualise that four screens, raw teens, fourteen, four-five leave your jaw-side looking more lean
theres snort fiends for morphine
reminds me of an old scene, the old g’s sticking youngers for their o.z’s
road so greeze like the strikes when the chrome squeeze
lift you off your feet so high you get a nose bleed
man are like ‘p-ssyo, you know me, my whole team, my codee roll deep without choong or road cheese’
still its grim on these old streets
find them on their ones tryna st-tch man up like old jeans
so it seems, the only way to get doe is no agreement
if its for your pro-a-ceeds, go and get your doe indeed

[verse 3: capito]
i fly through the streets
keeping my eyes on the prize, and the third eye on the beats
while they got their eyes on my p’s
i throw it on repeat then i ride to a beat
or for arjen’s haze, i spark and blaze
then cop the path ways through the darkest maze
i does this, never been a p-ssing phase
‘nough man are comic book characters
all they need is a mask and cape
try know my rap lines are -rs-nic base
that will get man a yard with a parking sp-ce
i’m so critical with the lyrical
i’ll make these little fools seem minuscule
c-a-p line dot t-o, don’t come against me cause i eat ego’s
im evolved, the minds speed’s wetter than evo

- klashnekoff lyrics

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