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menace 2.0 - sidewalk sinister lyrics

[intro]
(who made this sh+t?)
(taytaymadethebeat)

[chorus]
i said f+cking left foot creep, yeah, i’m godd+mn stalking with that burner
look around, stay low, gotta f+cking make sure they don’t see this motherf+cker
catch ’em slippin’, walk down, i’ma d+mn face ’em with that heater
the devil’s under your f+cking feet, you’re on your way to see that b+tch (let’s go, sh+t)
stretch me out, i can’t f+cking sleep, bang out when i d+mn see your ass
play with me, you won’t f+cking sleep, we gunnin’ to d+mn put you out, you b+tch
you won’t have no f+cking case, rearrange your whole d+mn shape soon as we face you, f+ck
you won’t have no godd+mn sp+ce, we in your section ’til we d+mn spray you, you piece of sh+t

[verse 1]
put your f+cking mask on, yеah, they comin’ out, you b+tch
soon as they close that d+mn door, wе just gon’ walk down, you pr+ck
they say we dead wrong ’cause we knocked his ass off, the d+mn clown
but he who got caught lackin’, tell that bating b+tch that that’s his fault, f+ck
if we draw down, those f+cking guns get let off, the sh+t’s loud
at all them clowns, including his d+mn spouse, you’re all f+cked
kept that f+cking bl!ck inside my drawers, that d+mn steel
every time i walked through h+ll, that sh+t was real
i worked for n0body, sold no d+mn cds, you motherf+cker
you throw a diss and you get f+cking tossed, that’s the d+mn law
say you ain’t catch that, cross my f+cking name up, ain’t no talking, you b+tch (yeah, f+ck)
if they had a bang+out at the store, from my window, i could see that sh+t sparkin’, d+mn
but i ain’t seen that since they made some godd+mn fools some targets, you assh0l+
big f+cking .40, got that d+mn thing on me in a stolo, n+gga knowin’ that it’s r+t+rded, sh+t
i spit that f+cking sh+t that cause a massacre at the party, believe that, you b+tch
[chorus]
i said f+cking left foot creep, yeah, i’m godd+mn stalking with that burner
look around, stay low, gotta f+cking make sure they don’t see this motherf+cker
catch ’em slippin’, walk down, i’ma d+mn face ’em with that heater
the devil’s under your f+cking feet, you’re on your way to see that b+tch
stretch me out, i can’t f+cking sleep, bang out when i d+mn see your ass
play with me, you won’t f+cking sleep, we gunnin’ to d+mn put you out, you b+tch
you won’t have no f+cking case, rearrange your whole d+mn shape soon as we face you, f+ck
you won’t have no godd+mn sp+ce, we in your section ’til we d+mn spray you, you piece of sh+t

[verse 2]
when i jump out the back, i’ma f+cking hit it, you pr+ck
i’ma aim with the d+mn strap at his fitted, the motherf+cker
throwin’ out the murder f+cking bags in my city, that d+mn work
play+by+play while i’m standin’ on that d+mn corner, you b+tch
dirty drac’, take the top off the f+cking hemi, that d+mn ride
fully equipped it when we go on a d+mn mission, you assh0l+
take his whole d+mn face, i ain’t showin’ no f+cking pity, you b+st+rd
closed case, tell them all good f+cking riddance, you cowards
zombieland where the dogs can d+mn scent it, the f+cking ground
sprinter van and we all be f+cking in it, that whole d+mn crew
catch him first, get a raw f+cking percentage, that’s the d+mn rule
if you want, i put a f+cking coffin in it, that’s the whole d+mn deal
i could get you one from inside my d+mn home, you motherf+cker
i just want to check the b+tch out for f+cking attendance, is she there, d+mn
tell them f+cking clowns i say f+ck ’em all, every last one
and i’ma f+cking k!ll all you b+tches, that’s on your mama, b+tch, you’re f+cked
[chorus]
i said f+cking left foot creep, yeah, i’m godd+mn stalking with that burner
look around, stay low, gotta f+cking make sure they don’t see this motherf+cker
catch ’em slippin’, walk down, i’ma d+mn face ’em with that heater
the devil’s under your f+cking feet, you’re on your way to see that b+tch
stretch me out, i can’t f+cking sleep, bang out when i d+mn see your ass
play with me, you won’t f+cking sleep, we gunnin’ to d+mn put you out, you b+tch
you won’t have no f+cking case, rearrange your whole d+mn shape soon as we face you, f+ck
you won’t have no godd+mn sp+ce, we in your section ’til we d+mn spray you, you piece of sh+t

[outro]
(who made this sh+t?)
(taytaymadethebeat)
d+mn!

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