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marcus d - burnin lyrics

[produced by marcus d]

[verse 1: royce da 5’9″]
let’s be honest, my dominant pursuit
to ball is phenomenal like ndamukong suh
i only fear tears from my son
gl-ss is half full, mindframe: rain is tears from the sun
now sit back, picture pitch black
get your 6-pack, your b-tch spazzing get your d-ck back
you planting seeds like a lion gardener
i got money on you, but i ain’t on your side
i ain’t your silent partner
i give ’em the finger
cause n-ggas used to cut the off switch off when i called
i done been through the ringer
yeah, my b-tch asks ”is you gon’ fight
everybody that got something bad to say about you?” yeah
they shouldn’t run their mouth
i ain’t the leader of the slaughter
if i was we would be called drunkenhouse
about this infinite sh-t, mention the clique
this clip will quickly get your attention
nickle and vish

[verse 2: kid vishis]
marksmen with the pencil, my pen is like a pistol
i wish you would
i sick you intending bodily harm if you trying to get your issue
i’ll make your center fold, 7-6-2 full magazine
rifle his eye, call the sh-t insight, get sniped
full clip, let it rip, kiss his -ss good night
good bye cause you’ll perish first
we’ll put you underneath the ground
so far you won’t be found ’til the meek inherit the earth
he ain’t hardcore when i grab the .44
i make ’em flip, call the sh-t street parkour get it?
the mag’ll spit and take all the air out you quick
which will remind you of opening up a bag of chips
youngin the truth when it come to the -spit-
loaded pistol flowing my guns drew
since you a f-cking fruit
you can’t even chew a banana without chipping a tooth
step in the booth and i’ll chew you

[verse 3: crooked i]
it’s so prophetic, that selfish sh-t it be so patethic
cause when your whole crew ball it’s all copastetic
now tell me what could be only realer if oprah said it?
”i’m rich, b-tch, from talking on shows” – yo, forget it
the flow kinetic, move crowds when i spit a bar
my drive’s impact is more than when you it a car
son keeps shining cause he is a star
kick dust like the greek mythology’s minotaur
i’m in a rental car trying to avoid the struggle life
with enough sh-t in the trunk to do double life
i hustle right, gotta zip up the duffle tight
like b-tches fronting with jordan i’d rather cuff a mic
but this industry is simply complex
f-ck empty concepts, i’m thinking strictly ”i’m next”
meatcleavers and bl–dy apr-ns is slaughterhouse
wack rappers get a p-ss, next time i’mma call you out, b-tch

- marcus d lyrics

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