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lukah – part 2 lyrics

[part i]

[verse]
the blunts be enrolled, .9 milli on the dresser
in the closet, got some, same limb as clyde drexler
n+ggas look tough, y’all ain’t thuggin’, y’all playin’ dressed up
and i’m huey new’, you n+ggas is pink panthers
hood n+gga, give me the money, bruv, f+ck the glamour
watch ya grandma, n+ggas i’m with be totin’ hammers
surpass your standards, without practice, i’m the answer
mean for the green, i’m move like bruce banner
they misleadin’ our people with false propaganda
so, here’s a anthem for my n+ggas to get their bands up
smokin’ out the acura, bad b+tch in the passenger
keeps me mad at us, so a p+ssy can get massacre
n+ggas amateurs, let ’em slide, that’s not my character
come upon your job, and pop ya, then clap your manager
push the barrier, we wolves, these f+ckers terriers
fly brother exterior, n+ggas know i’m superior
you won’t understand, this sh+t is gangster criteria
said you never scared but i bet the gat put some fear in ya
mine with purpose, i am what you can never purchase
f+ckin’ with me, your church gon’ have you a early service
that’s why you n+ggas worthless and sleepin’ with the sea urchins
he screamin’ he a shooter but no one is gonna verge it
i’m steady urban, i made the call, they put the work in
they know it’s urgent, they won’t miss, ’cause they’re determinant
you f+ckin’ with a b+st+rd, and most of you n+ggas backwards
i ain’t new to this, been graduated and got my masters
it’s lonely at the top, n+gga feelin’ like mick jagger
he talkin’ to me like i won’t turn ’em into a casper
repercussions, motherf+cker, don’t push my b+ttons
all the news gon’ say is it happend all of a sudden
spittin’ corruption, ain’t no doubt, my sk!lls are disgustin’
we came through bustin’, all you heard was “incomin'”
so what’s the verdict? f+ck ’em, remove ’em from the surface
can’t shake these n+ggas’ hands, i don’t know, i guess i’m allergic
word
[part ii]

[intro]
uh, listen

[verse]
n0body f+ckin’ with me on this mic, been that way since i was younger
no need to wonder, no one in the city can match my hunger
at the age of ten i picked up the sword, i started slashin’
a pen assassin, don’t make me prove it and start thrashin’
you ain’t born god, f+ck n+gga, ain’t no way we’ll be clashin’
release the crackin’, all whack n+ggas should switch to fashion
miss the days when sh+t was rugged, n+ggas comin’ from the gutter
nowadays n+ggas straight b+tches and dressin’ like they mothers
n+ggas bein’ all friendly, all sweet muhaf+ckas
huggin’ all on eachother, you p+ssies might as well cuddle
south memphis born and raised, i ain’t used to this foolery
get some n+ggas to rob your crib and palm mom and dad’s jewelry
get you wacked with one call, this is mob activity
when we move we dark deep, and we off your academy
but lately, g, thug n+gga been seekin’ prosperity
tryna get rid of demons, let me give you some clarity
remember nights, moms cryin’, lockin’ herself in a room
’cause we were havin’ hard times, the light bill was comin’ soon
moms half bride, didn’t like to ask for her sisters
and those nights to take a bath we boil water in the kitchen
n+gga, hot, n+gga, swim
put the fan in the window and watchin’ you sleep
f+ck it, i’m rollin’ and smokin’ indo
rollin’ up my frustrations, smoke ’til it make sense completely
then figure ways out this predicament
hung around the og’s and as they talk i gained knowledge
and i stayed around them too, ’til i felt my sh+t was polished
can’t tell you what i witnessed, been part of a been+through
just know i’ve seen sh+t i shouldn’t of seen as a youth
off of trap, gave me sk!lls i swore again i’ll never use
but if this rappin’ don’t work i got some sh+t then i could move
p facin’ a small sentence, gotta kick up his feet
i’m settin’ a table to eat, so when he home he got a seat
i was schooled by the best so i stick to the routine
plottin’, scheme every move, been doin’ that sh+t since i was a teen
never ’bout treason, bruh, that’s how n+ggas stop breathin’
saw a man’s life leave ’em, mama raised a little heathen
a young n+gga, mobbin’ through the memphis muddy waters, then
know my life would alter, i’m my own f+ckin’ monster
this reality when i rap, you f+ck n+ggas just rappin’
and i done been through sh+t you only see when you imagine
off the leash, capeesh? i could touch you and don’t reach
treat you like a lil’ child, and put you n+ggas to sleep
this is dark deep, fam, and we guarantee greatness
f+ck you n+ggas guess on racists, we see through that f+ckin’ fakeness
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