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nemesio - 1993 [r.i.p cap steez] lyrics

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1993 (nemesio)

verse 1 [nemesio]

deep into the chamber of the area below my cranium
is a vision of young man trying to make a name for him

he understands not all that glitters is gold, but
when he was young he was told to always go for his goals

he understands a perfect mind comes from a perfect soul, but
he longs for luxury and vehicles that are chrome

he understands that happiness comes from the dome, but he
wants attractive females and a billion dollar home

not to mention he’s a low life degenerate

who wants to make it big but will always remain irrelevant

however, he spits harder than a mother f-cking confederate

and sets goals that are higher than mount everest

[chorus]

verse 2 [nemesio]

south side of new bedford’s where he happens to reside

smoking bud louder than meek and eminem combined

oh wait i told a lie i’ve been sober for a while

been 5 months clean but this flow is still f-cking vile

just trying to be a legend like the guy who painted mona lisa

can’t touch this flow that’s like trying to touch a stoner’s pizza

some cold -ss streets but best believe i never hold the nina

still put some holes in you, make you holier than jehova’s people

ski mask chronicles stomping on any snotty nose

f-ggot who’s gonna find out how quick this f-cking shotty blows

any evidence left and i’m flushing it down the potty hole

and setting fire to that f-ggot’s wanna be ferrari

oh sh-t, looks like where dealing with a bad mother shut your mouth

man shut the f-ck up before i go ahead and cut your mouth

and have you looking like the joker with lips bigger than hova

if you step inside my zone mother f-cker it’s game over

long range no range rover remain sober

even though this f-cking flow is about as dirty as stained sofas

hook [nemesio]

feel like it’s 1993 with these bucket hats and sh-ll toes

tape in the boom box run to the corner and sell dro

cyphers in the streets you can hear the youngin’s yell “oh”

this flow sound like heaven i was sent here from h-ll though

[r.i.p to the man cap st–z]

- nemesio lyrics

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