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m.k pablo - blues clues (prod.con) lyrics

2 door coupe
came wit 2 doors and a choppa
imma let it loose
she hop in like n-gg- douce douce
when i pop out they don’t ask for no truce
cops find ur body they like who who
they like blues clues
who did it they have no clue
i don’t wait in cues n-gg- i am famous
kick sh-t like jackie chan
and ma lawyer a jew
50 thousand on the table
gangang that’s ma lable
47 like the agent
send them hittas to ur crib
err body get hit
just for taking sh-t
mk pull up wit some aks
n-gg- u f-cked
talk sh-t pull up they d-ck tucked
p-ssy n-gg- bleed once a month
omg
i might just pull up with aks
f-cked ur b-tch so hard she don’t remember her name

like a dragon in the night
i bring light
with the fire i spit
it’s not right the way i bend words
like a speech impediment
reaching levels
before thought to impossible
i unstoppable
undroppable
probable that i winning
impossible how i spitting
i’m going to ceiling
like a balloon
i got the feeling
i’m k!lling all these buffoons

haters
hate me
cause there’s nothing to hate on
i’m just too good i don’t know what to say to em
like better luck next time
but my rhymes
never fail
the haters never prevail
just like a sail
im pushing this boat
down my flow
you know i row
cause i’m on my grind
like some baby teeth
you dont want beef
cause i’m the butcher
chop em up and the cooker
they go
but they know
don’t test
don’t mess
or its gonna be messy

i can melt the mike with a bar
like a car on a hot day
im cooking all these little babies
who claim to be
rappers but they
mumbling
like they paranoid
imma jump out of dark
and k!ll them violently
mind you, see
i can be anything i want to be
and if i want to be your death
then you better start running
like the tortoise and the hair
that’s my story
from lair
im scheming
of k!lling those who write with no meaning
they just dreaming
about being as good as me
i’m an odyssey deity
i need a license
when im controlling the mike
cause its deadly when i spit
they friendly cause of it
heavy are bars lift them at the gym
you hit the rim
but im straight in
like tie not
your not anything compared to me
or m.k
so what you gonna do about it
but cry
cause you can rhyme
your lines
like a voodoo curse
who loose first
you everytime

- m k pablo lyrics

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