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l bled - cypher 1 lyrics

shoutout my inspirations fat joe, griselda, belly, cyhi the prince
let’s go

let me help remove the stick from your ass boo
everybody acting silent like it ain’t the prime time for a turn up
burn a couple blunts a cup of monster on ice like the yeti
f+ck the president and cnn, bet you never heard that one
im a smart b+tch ass little wigga wit an attitude of city dwellers
what the f+ck is up with the resources enormous struggle
for some muhf+ckers
i got a little pac in my spirit searing a salmon
eating s+x for breakfast on some frog sh+t
room a yoga studio ya dudes are trying too hard
to impress chicks show confidence zero f+cks act like u can always live without em
thats the recipie to get em all attracted to you magnets
on refridgerators all you pathetic fellas are undeveloped degenerate mental capacity is
slashing cadillacs wit massive propellas metal like what winning athletes get
matter fact i copped a large amount of honor on some cuban sh+t
light a celebration any chance im f+cking able
used to read the bible till i learned we’re all god
dalai lama got it partially right cuz philosophy is complicated
i could get into the plato but its higher level
curious kid sl!ck rhythms slippery oil spills
got me some orange nails
handcut the napalm
no knife blow a couple trees like weak breezes
heres a question
whatever happened to life’s pleasures y’all haven’t met em yet
every single day should be incredible after b+tches catch a glimpse of this i’ll be past credible
im getting pretty sick of the friends turned critics
wanna end my vision but never heard of half my influences
what the f+ck makes you qualified to talk bars
luckily i got some skin built like molasses i float like aladden eat all you fish for breakfast my plate im gonna carp it better watch out for the karma
one night i stole a drink and woke up in the hospital
swallow my pride when i wanna be smart but honestly y’all just talking sh+t call me a mechanic how i do bodywork
l bled got the spitting down to a science let me rap
periodically about the messiah its just your own mind ima p+ss on trump with sulfur iodine and phosphorous
got a little walter white in my psycho brain gotta rap gotta k!ll em or i got no need for living
look, let me break it down for ya how its gonna go
i don’t ever blow if people don’t know about me hate my sh+t or just are plain prejudiced so i see a head like captain hook slashing you in the face
eyes wide open like the country seeing thru the bullsh+t government yikes

- l bled lyrics

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