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oon - dawg! lyrics

part 1:
& so they tell us…
“life’s what you make it”
the pastor told me god made it
science said that moms make it
i say i’m my own creation
my species catch eyes from jay
stowawayed on kanyeezy spaceship
registered late for college, dropped out & still graduated hip-hop
my real chance of love is lissome
feel partially like kreayshawn
1 room full of bad b-tches but they retards
don’t gun, ya’ll ain’t kyrie, can’t convince a rose that you phenom – one
the modest master, been proved that you too can’t beat odds – destiny
her daughter’s bond with me what i been missin
as a youngster i used to get rock for one of her children
now i supply everybody and they momma who show interest
like it or not, extortin your extol from me feedin you till i’m eatin and y’all givin feedback
want to make it to that point my price for every verse is 3 racks, till that ain’t shit to me
recorded tapes out my studio off mckinley street
& kept inspiration close like it’s kin to me, then introduced g.i
nigga
and i won’t stop
dawg!
uh

verse (part 2):
wooh!
nigga thought i was done! nigga fuck that shit nigga!
wooh!
dawg!
dawg! two!
feel this
dawg!
hand you your b-tch?!
you think it’s sweet till i surface & i bobby mercer, verses, victor
fuck you listenin if you christian for?!
know god is real, ain’t deny it, but i’m yo guide if you lost
and if i die its for your direction that’s all
believe no one really dies, we just loop in a timeless fall
“god and nature first made us what we are, and then out of our own created g*nius we make ourselves what we want to be” – marcus garvey, *quote
hoe quoting cole like *somethin somethin, “paintbrush”
ever think when i’m strokin you i paint us?
open your mind
your third eye looking like forest whitaker’s left..
dawg!
find my opposite and you set! hol up
don’t raise your hands at my show if you black, it’s white cops in the building and apparently it’s cool for them to shoot our children
also, no black hoodies, no arizonas, no skittles
no angry tears, no k!llin or revenges…
just energy…
feel this…
dawg!
fuck that we hoodie up, then raise arms, then shoot, when they tell us don’t
& reload our arizonas….
dawg!

- oon lyrics

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