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last verse – semper lyrics

but this is busniess
i know you feel this its “aye aye captain”
ain’t no eye witness
and it’s the coldest in the winter
youve got no heat you sittin fishes
or sittin ducks
man f+ck your luck
poppin shrooms
thats cap n crunch
we eat for lunch, your b+tch all day
and thats a course pheobe buffet

you know my rate and u know my pay
all mine wrapped in celephane
hear a knock knock on the window pane
finna slide thru go on your way
you know i am not playing now
im hearing gorillas they follow my sound
feeling the heartbeat its pounding the ground
stealing my conscious ain’t no helping out
we in the stu+
watch how it do
going so hard
drop the drank on the shoe
used to be nice
no more nice dude
this beat f+cking slaps
five man you rude
and we coming in to town with the 808
elephante coming off the ground its a doa
or d+u+m+b+o
take the burning skull
new sh+t like an embryo
it’s just me and hannibal
and this beat is so cynical
spinnin sh+t like a bicycle
ice so froze i form icecles
type a typo in micro+form
sike i hype em on microphone

they ask me lv where you been at
i been running through the jungle
its not safe to come and get that
sellin trap hits by the bundle
i know trials and convictons
thats the lion of the system
if he lyin then we get em
sellin classics like a smuggle
they ask me to change
i stay in my ways
the jungle is searching
purple is the rain
the name, the king, the brain, the stain im waiting for signs til i empty this tank
but ive been waiting, and waiting, and waiting the time is right now finna turn super saiyan and thats not the ball, that is the hype n+ggas try run with our sound like a bike

(hold up)

fresher than a tic+tac
hold up n+gga get back
you dont wanna clic, clack, boom
this a mismatch
write it in the dispatch riding in a pitch black
feeling like the reaper
and i’m finna bring this b+tch back
(woo)
yall ain’t ready
i been plottin on this sh+t since i was 7
i was tryna give a sermon like a reverend
imma make sure i die a m+th+f+cking legend
(n+gga)
who you know who got the flow as me?
write it down and scratch it out for me
my sh+t is gold like this is alchemy
f+cking hoes right off the balcony
popping sh+t like it was out of style
watch my wrist the time is on the dial
papa said “dont ever go to trial”
its a lot of motherf+ckers who won’t see me now
but hey, thats how it goes
life is a b+tch you know b+tches turn cold
and my name lv, last verse for you hoes

- last verse lyrics

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