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mach-hommy – allen iverson (a.i) lyrics

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allen iverson (a.i) lyrics
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[verse 2: heem stogied]
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n+ggas is talkin’ practice, my sh+t is played around the f+ckin’ atlas
i flip raps like a p+ssy mattress
fly as f+ck, i’m sharper than a cactus
ready to take the planet like galactus
worldwide, two souls collide
ain’t nothin’ changed, commit a homicide
heem stogied; lyrical drive+by
when i shoot everybody die
you better be ready to ask god “why’?
when i kick this flysh+t you get a cold drift
i had to learn how to move swift
sip slow with a blunt of piff
n+ggas actin’ dumb the .40 on my f+ckin’ hip
so watch the words out your f+ckin’ lips
cuz i’ll smoke motherf+cker like some rare tips
n+gga this god gifts
thug shut and politics, heem demolish it
you lame n+ggas copy sh+t, outta style like a floppy disc
n+ggas bе out the f+ckin’ mix, break your bones likе a f+ckin’ twix
i’m tryna hit a million dollar l!ck
n+ggas is ballin’ with the fl!ck of the wrist
everyday a n+gga take a risk
black man in this lonely land
my n+ggas ready to clap like a f+ckin’ marching band
this pure heat, b+tch i got the golden hand
the man with the master plan tryna build a bigger brand
time will tell in this wicked land
fake n+ggas get buried in the f+ckin’ land
i’m upset makin’ these n+ggas dance
shoot a n+gga out his f+ckin’ stance
i recycle like steve lance, i got twenty five years in my f+ckin’ pants
f+ck the police, them n+ggas can never catch me
runnin’ the game this is practice at a track meet
i’m ai, f+ck a trap beat



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