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maxx 39 - they took lyrics

[kq]

see my memories keep on k!lling me
only held by god and some hennessey
baby let me see them vicky secrets, yea your p-ssy is the recipe
friends keep telling me, high like swiss going hard like a felony
girl with some weed, trust me n-gga i swear yo thats the perfect remedy
and theres plenty weed, have your body curl like a centipede
got the leaf got the light, i might pipe, tonight
right? with these mics, and spark that sh-t but only if its tight

good weed, good drink
show your little n-ggas how we suppose to do this
good weed, good drink
show your little n-ggas how we suppose to do this
and we do it right, and we rolling tight
good weed, on a friday night

[maxx 39]

verses at your service, nerves curse at the merchants
earth surface smooth and fresh like turkish purses
i earn the heart like dale
spiked ale in a sprite pail
you like males despite sales
my skin is white pale
i’m a scary human, bumping gary newman
jimmy carter f-ck harry trueman leave your barley moving
never had to hold a gun, stare into the golden sun
hearing my father pary, asking god if he can hold his son, i’m’
being blunt a possible, i’m not gonna roll you one
i go hard on every bpm to prove i’m the chosen one
grabbing my clothes out the closet that your closed in from
if i’m an -ssh0l- than it take one to notice one
you have no clue where i come from
spit it like a young pun
climbing up that ladder with one rung is dumb son
i heard maxx 39 got too involved
people like to blow you up and watch your dissolve
then you have problems looking through the smog
they thought they was your dogs, you just cats and snakes
rats and fakes, can’t rap to save they life
they taking half the cake, now looking for the crack to break
they want to watch you melt and try to tell you how to live your life
you will never hear your right for fighting your fight with a poor insight
in spite, i demolish useless fakers who really really think they music makers
my concept is looking at you getting money then watch what your do with paper
i grew with flavor, i knew my savior would save me from the rudest break
and move through acres of foolish behavior
i know my place, i didn’t want to show my face at shows and places were hopes erased
my poet taste was wrote with grace
making notes and placing my steak in the ground, breaking it down
i figured out where i’m taking my sound
shaking the ground as i’m taking that pound off my weight
(2pac sample) imma, imma straight rider
and i see you in the sight
i remember those night, where the fight was fought with the pen and the mic
give those egos what they like
most guys are timing and stealth
other guys are rhyming for wealth
i know what i did
i went through h-ll
and came out better on the journey finding myself

- maxx 39 lyrics

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