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кровь из носа (krov' iz nosa) & maru nara - evrthang baby lyrics

[текст песни «evrthang baby»]

[интро]
i’m god
dude gon be rich
you heard

[припев: maru nara]
chilling with my homies like
all the opps gon’ die tonight
evrthang baby
f+ck it
let me hit the mic
chilling with my homies like
all the opps gon’ die tonight
evrthang baby
f+ck it
let me… real sh+t

[куплет 1: maru nara]
in the booth
spit the doom
out
damage critical
all your sh+t a tipical
i k!ll sh+t like i hit the tomb
making moves
b+tch you stupid
play that life like ps 2
mayday
nara mane came to do
evrthang
nara gotta get that loot
they say
r i p t o
h i p h o p
imma prove them wrong by hitting f+ckers with that energy
my geez trynna get that cheez
y’all just wannabes
— are you nuts, man?
— no, but imma make them suck deez
see, i’m out of f+cks to give
but all them b+tches prеss f
making beats like evеry day
lyrics done prepare for death
bumpin «sopa de macaco»
switch the track to pretty flacko
switch my language, switch the game
switch my humbleness to rage
getting them rappers abandoned, i’m in it
no limit can hold me, y’all gone in a minute
you lose it, i win it
you talk it, i live it
the f+ck i’m not finished it’s just the beginning
the devil is grinning
cuz i am a sinner for sure
but i never kneel down
stand straight
act wise
that’s the sh+t i need now
[припев: maru nara]
chilling with my homies like
all the opps gon’ die tonight
evrthang baby
f+ck it
let me hit the mic
chilling with my homies like
all the opps gon’ die tonight
evrthang baby
f+ck it
let me

[куплет 2: кровь из носа]
imma keep my blood clean, like slitheryn (sheesh)
she’s a nerd, open up, i put my wheasley in (sheesh)
ravenclaw, that’s about how i keep her hips (ugh)
hufflepuff, that’s about how she treat that meat
(m+mma style) put her in the choke hold
tryna tuck my numb sh+t in that beautiful dump truck
(oh, i got keys) from a different door shape
that’s why my third leg spells gave her griffindoor shades (nah, i ain’t finished)
man, you fake as h+ll and i can feel this (from a mile away)
hit the mic like holyfield hits+hits (noun or name?)
pocket change sk!lls, peeps gon leave tips (ain’t talk ‘bout curtis)
tryna hit l!cks, that’s why y’all l!cks tips (behind those curtains)
got no day ones, when it rains — it pours
metal detector beepin’ my tongue is a razor, pause
cut+cut+cut thru the crowd
smell the ferum from ur boy, chemistry teacher gon be proud
i don’t wanna dive in regular sh+t while i steady rappin for my second decade
from the very beginning i stuck to the plan, f+ck around with the music and trying to get paid
man, i repent cuz i diss ‘em all, but start to feel pain if i listen more
of that kinky sh+t y’all tryina sell me, i rather be too d+mn princ+p+l
to not to be the one of them d+mned phonies, i might bleed on that beat but keep going
twisting my tongue like a toad, even if a rap nonsense treat this sh+t like a poem
i know, i know it sounds too annoying, but i be bragging bout it cuz i earned it
lead the crowd being hermit, waste it all — we can’t permit
[аутро: кровь из носа]
i be chilling with my hommies like…

- кровь из носа krov iz nosa maru nara lyrics

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