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mike firm - yellowstones lyrics

[verse 1: mike firm]
face off, h+ll in a cell/
archer and castor, travolta in a cage/
pull the hammer pull up with the shoulder straps just in case/
closed on sundays, playing chicken with these lames/
it’s all fun and games till you bleedin’ from the face/
run faster than you’ve ever ran and never seen again/
holla at your boy, if you stacking up your green/
otherwise, counter+ops, shoot you at the scene/
cash cow, cash cabs, schemes, do it for the cream/
making moves, big things, turning dreams to reality/

[chorus]
you gotta lotta energy you better stand up/
i’m a vicious motherf+ckеr, we bout to blow it up/
you count it all up and we aiming for the swiss/
rеvolutionaries told and the hitters don’t miss/
you gotta lotta energy you better stand up/
i’m a vicious motherf+cker, we bout to blow it up/
you count it all up and we aiming for the swiss/
revolutionaries told and the hitters don’t miss/

[bridge 1: mike firm]
you gotta lotta energy…
take a stand, f+ck em up, lay em down to rest/
[verse 2: the rev]
i got those friends bending fabric of reality/
growing up around, synthetic rocks and mockery/
we spittin bars that got you twistin’ insanity/
burros full of wealth, right next to poverty/
but something’s been bothering me/
making amends, with my motherf+ckin’ ancestry /
and they keep tellin’ me, that it ends in calamity/
call me the rev, i’ll pray for ya mortality/

[verse 3: tako picasso]
you know me, tako on the beat/
ice on my wrists but she stays in heat/
can’t get enough, no reciprocity/
right left car swervin’ lights on gg/
in the streets rockin’ my nike ogs/
dogs eatin’ but don’t fall asleep/
cuz one day you get got/
when you face da 9 milli+me/
go ahead and say hi to god for me/

[verse 4: betty hope]
call me betty, i’m a deviant vixen/
this track is like your girl, ‘cause i sure am getting l!cks in/
a woman that can produce and rap, let’s do this/
baby, i twist your mind like a rubix cubist/
so shake, shake, shake that sp+nky ass/
‘cause just like the railroad, i run these tracks/
it’s f+cking insane, don’t care about money or fame/
honey just wait, this will be changing the game/
[verse 5: young vistra]
huh? i take you ain’t ever heard great+ness/
they better fear me, shuffle up, play+list/
i’m just a brown kid from detroit, talkin them faces/
they too afraid to follow tracks, they switchin’ races/
how you a chicken c+ckblocking yo self, it make no sense/
you must be drinking lemon+aid, yea you needing the help/
end the call, i been losing minutes wasting my breath/
f+ck em all, loner droppin’ soon, these b+tches can wait/

[bridge 2: mike firm]
you gotta lotta/
you gotta lotta/
you gotta lotta energy you better f+ck em’ up/

[verse 7: kenshin]
bagong hukbong bayan and we taking the streets/
we got peasants, we got workers, and the petty bourgeoisie/
u.s. imperialist, number one terrorist/
i’m kenshin the demon slayer, meet your five foot exorcist/
i’m back on the attack enemies/
fall back with tatlong and mike firm 1%’s stabbed and jacked/
we playing the long game, patience with steady aim/
our words are lighting fires, settin’ oppressors ablazed/

[bridge 3: mike firm]
the rhymes are swift with the pain/
so is my gun when i aim/
listen to my words, cutting out the snake/
no false idols in the game/
[chorus]
you gotta lotta energy you better stand up/
i’m a vicious motherf+cker, we bout to blow it up/
you count it all up and we aiming for the swiss/
revolutionaries told and the hitters don’t miss/
you gotta lotta energy you better stand up/
i’m a vicious motherf+cker, we bout to blow it up/
you count it all up and we aiming for the swiss/
revolutionaries told and the hitters don’t miss/

[verse 8: mike firm]
we told you we don’t miss/
miss us with the sh+t/
run it up with the teller, bank fold grands/
hit a l!ck, crack the safe, riding on the waves/
globetrotters from the world knocks bass in the whip/
figure it out, before you lose everything/
i’m coming for you and your honor and your name/
i had a lot of hate, anger in my veins/
careful what you ask for i got red in the paint, listen/

- mike firm lyrics

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