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mirs - kna lyrics

when it’s crunch time you lookin like lunch time ima hunt mine
april 91 in the sunshine it’s ya sons eyes shinin like a diamond unknowingly i done touched down gem city raised a new gun now hear that drum sound
epiphany of raising a son now or a daughter be a father ready then if it comes now
niccas born jealous lights on to sun down and no matter where i move the cops ain’t puttin the gun down
you seem agitated the room don’t feel right
the moon look laminated ya wounds back devastated the fumes ain’t a healing factor ya mind on a track racin remind you its that adjacent in need of some vacation
swallow what you say ain’t no hittin the back sp-ces part of my dna so it’s easy to back trace it i need some f-ckin relaxation…until then tryna rely on patience if i make it

i’m tryna get this sh-t straight away
i’m the greatest ape denzel in training day
emotionless when war time they fade away
shootin solo no back up i kna
no superior f-ck bout yo day and rank
thought i came cuz i need you i kna
only answer to god to a lame i can’t
blew yo cover b-tch told you i kna
i’m tryna get this sh-t straight away
i’m the greatest ape denzel in training day
emotionless when war time they fade away
shootin solo no back up i kna
no superior f-ck bout yo day and rank
thought i came cuz i need you i kna
only answer to god to a lame i can’t
blew yo cover b-tch told you i kna
i’m tryna get this sh-t straight away
i’m the greatest ape denzel in training day
emotionless when war time they fade away
shootin solo no back up i kna
no superior f-ck bout yo day and rank
thought i came cuz i need you i kna
only answer to god to a lame i can’t
blew yo cover b-tch told you i kna

do this sh-t day to day (light work)
she wanna fuss so i hit her with (pipe work)
i be like f-ck it don’t know but it (might work)
she wake up cookin hair curly in (my shirt)
niccas act friendly i’m coo on that (life sir)
i don’t need company got wolves that run with me (f-ck with me)
just missed yo mortgage and luggage fees lucky me dropped on the street i just cut the meat f-ck with me flow got no nozzle like f-ck the sink (lucky me)
wet hit the nozzle like f-ck the sheets plunger fees
she mount the pony no ankles she touch her knees
f-ck bout no horse stand on lions a jungle king power cut off in the winter i’m summer league
b-tch it’s gon be what it wanna be
red and black squares i say where check up under me i don’t play games b-tch i’m chasin these money dreams, gone

- mirs lyrics

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