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nlmb x mc22 - nothin' to lose lyrics

mind your manners unless you done planned to get hurt
f+ck around, i’ll put your man in the dirt
or in the trunk, don’t give a f+ck about amber alert
ain’t no playful banter, c+ck the hammer then murk
i ain’t takin’ no pitty this time
i know i’m committin’ a hideous crime
but the city is mine
soon as i’m finished i’m finna stick it in the prettiest dime
pop that b+tch like a pimple, she keep comin’ back
call me usain the way i run a track
i be choppin’ it up like a lumber jack
me and my crew can’t be caught lackin’, a hundred gats
and cash under the mattress
hawk down a runner for practice
wet him up like i’m becomin’ a baptist
priest, dump a clip and hit the mag release
nlmb, we causin’ catastrophies
when i blast a piece
casually rackin’ up casualties
catchin’ police so my kd stats increase
middle class leavin’ yo ass deceased
i keep a stick like i’m legally blind
we know better than to leave it behind
always keepin’ my people in mind
keep’em from feindin’ for needles and lines
of coke, all you need is some ganja smoke
makin’ that c.r.e.a.m. cuz of rhymes i wrote
never got greedy cuz i was all kinds of broke
rememberin’ all of the times i hoped
for the green and the guap
but now i’m the creme of the crop
i keep a nina with a beam on the top
i’m boutta go beat up a cop
pour up cement, put his feet in the block
drop him into a swimmin’ pool
stick a shiv in a timid fool
make’em bleed while i’m makin’ they women drool
if i send you a message it won’t be subliminal
it’s a threat from a criminal
i got nothin’ to loose
i’ll leave you with more than a scuff and a bruise
i’m gon’ leave you sufferin’, covered in wounds
i be leakin’ some gas and they huffin’ the fumes
my fandom be feindin’ for dope sh+t
try to f+ck with the gang, get your throat slit
all these b+tches be screamin’ when i let the fo’ spit
louder than blunts that i put on my roach clip
burnin’ benjamins to light a cigar
i’mma puff it when i get done writin’ this bar
been noticin’ somethin’ kind of bizarre
i see my reflection each night in the stars
if you ain’t afraid yet then you ought to be
heard somebody was plottin’, he caught a lobotomy
f+ck all my opps till they lock me for sodemy
rottin’ inside hopin’ someone gon’ slide on me
but ain’t n0body slidin’ on sh+t
got they b+tches inside and they ridin’ on d+ck
either k!ll or be k!lled, it’s no right or wrong pick
but i bet you could guess at what side that i’m wit
keep a nine on my hip
just mindin’ my bidness
blew the f+ck up, bought an audemar neckless
diss on the net, better call in a medic
leave a “big dawg” lookin’ small and pathetic

- nlmb x mc22 lyrics

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