kortez pirelli - the gift & the curse lyrics
they calling my phone on the first
i’m starting to think that this sh-t is rehe-rs-d
i’m sippin’ a stilly, no nurse
i’m thinking this sh-t is a gift and a curse
my n-gg-s prepared for the worst
i’m popping a pill and i hope that it works
defending my turf
she popping that p-ssy, but what is it worth?
never go against tradition
imposters get no recognition
i’m a “g” by definition
fake motherf-ckers in awkward positions
young n-gg- spit truth
we doing this sh-t for the youth
never the deuce
this the lean, not the goose
two stepping on the roof (yeah)
when i’m gone, never cry
even jesus had to die
it’s you sell or you buy
my b-tches sell
coz my n-gg-s got the supply
apollo been cooking up heat
the beat on repeat
bon appet-te
young n-gg- preach
your b-tch at my crib she get high
off some cheap (sh-t)
i’m in a different vicinity
metaphor, simile
mixing evil with divinity
f-cking b-tches with no dignity
showing no sympathy
complicating my simplicity
everybody wanna finish me
they know the energy’s infinity
only hit the p-ssy two times
now i’m waiting for the trilogy
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