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mori briscoe - too numb lyrics

[intro]
lots to floxks
floxks to lofs
it go both ways, n+gga
free the guys
grrah

[chorus]
off the perky got me feelin’ numb
but don’t think ion walk wit’ a gun, like
i gotta make it back home to my son, so if you think you got one then n+ggas dump
better move right before you get left
free mar, we was bangin’ for respect
won’t say what we did for the set
like, if you know then you know how it get

[verse 1
how it get when we stomp we don’t step
know a opp who got left by the steps
i know a opp who got left for the s+x
tryna get his sh+t wet and got drenched
likе, walk down got hit in his chest
too tact so i can’t be next
not chеckers this life sh+t chess
just for lo know we makin’ a mess
free all the bros from the rock to the roads
i be prayin’ they come home one day
fallen soldiers i’m missin’ they soul
now we be spinnin’ from monday to sunday
know a couple of n+ggas that told
but they say they was down wit’ that gunplay
so that’s why ion speak what i know, i got my g you can what my gun say
big knocks on me so why would i box?
throw a fist and i’m throwin’ a shot
how i’m lackin’ if i’m wit’ the lots?
p+ssy, run up and you gettin’ dropped
matter of a fact, you run up you get sent up
i can name all the blocks that we bent up
free zayy floxks my ooter driver
slide up, fl!ckin’, hoppin’ out the benz truck
[chrous]
off the perky got me feelin’ numb
but don’t think ion walk wit’ a gun, like
i gotta make it back home to my son, so if you think you got one then n+ggas dump
better move right before you get left
free mar, we was bangin’ for respect
won’t say what we did for the set
like, if you know then you know how it get

[verse 2]
i got blood in my eyes all i see is red
on bro, i want n+ggas dead
i lost twin i ain’t been the same, you don’t know the pain don’t tell me ‘bout my meds
now another angel on my shoulder, but it’s evil thoughts in my head
headshots we don’t aim for legs and free ltf out the feds
sh+t nasty, feds watchin’, the opps tryna clap me
can’t go so it’s jack me or jack jackie
i get low if the d’z try grab me
catch a sh+ll or a case
see them lights now we on a chase
like, if i’m on the wheels you say two hunned the dash i’m doin’ the race

[chorus]
off the perky got me feelin’ numb
but don’t think ion walk wit’ a gun, like
i gotta make it back home to my son, so if you think you got one then n+ggas dump
better move right before you get left
free mar, he was bangin’ for respect
won’t say what we did for the set
like, if you know then you know how it get

- mori briscoe lyrics

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