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minus - new school lyrics

[verse 1: minus]

[verse 2: z of firing squad]
tell me when its time and i can drum and get em
i could drug a motherf-cker body on the floor
lie upon d-ckies check my history he block busy
drummed and again who the f-ck tryna diss me
thanks
piranha in the face
you can sign up with your friends put a camera on the breaks
brain
who the f-ck wanna bang we don’t do it for the fame
homie do it for the fan
call me mr please wanna spit with me like just a simple cypher
it’s like sip of weed
i tell em slow down hit the magazine
and when they talk the side show wolverine
i bully rings and pick up and beats until they pulverise
like the p-ssy beat
that’s my b-tch i beef
i soak the sheets and let her triple flipper and f-ck her weak
now let me walk in to the studio talking mma with a pistol pool
burnt face it’s off with this sh-t his ruling
still not sure if my mental cool
but f-ck it i’m on juggernaut i hit my plug a lot cause my product moving
see me in the street i’m probably oven hot
tryna bubble cop pull up and who was who
i have four 4 5’s and they over saw
one 12 and a 5 f-ck a super ?shrewd?
live my life like f-ck the rules i’ll put a thousand whole mines in this bad-ss swoop
it’s no lie here but that show live and i’m headlining this sh-t is lit
it’s time to move this product baby
got a backpack full of party sh-t

[verse 3: minus]

- minus lyrics

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