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philosophi - hell & back lyrics

[produced by philosophi]

[intro: ruste juxx & nutso]
ugh! yeah!
yeah!
whaddup?
what’s bangin’ my g?

[verse 1: ruste juxx]
yo listen this is crown heights talking, homicidal wordplay
a vulture with two desert eagles let them birds spray
n-ggas hop skippin’ and jumpin’ when juxx grippin’ then pumpin’
cause when its spittin’ it be rippin’ and slumpin’ n-ggas
stand up or stand down, shots fired man down
on the curb five hollow slugs in his d-mn crown
slow down speedy you movin’ too quick
one to talk? when it’s time to ride you don’t do sh-t
true sh-t, i run up in the trap and slap n-ggas
pop on ‘em like them rubber bands that wrap figures
i shot three n-ggas you ‘bout to be number four
k!ll all witnesses so n0body can call the law
boom bap goon rap hardbodie bars n-gga
been through h-ll and back, body got the scars n-gga
bet your life my sixteens is quotable
y’all n-ggas is non factors, not even notable

[scratch hook]
i’m dumb hot, i’ll wreck you and your young flock
been through h-ll and back
you know the drill!
i’m k!llin’ so bear witness
i’m a motherf-ckin’ menace straight chemist to y’all
this game atrocious
these motherf-ckers done p-ssed me off
pop they -ss one by one
y’all bout to witness h-ll soon
i come with that boom bap
no applause, we ain’t done yet

[verse 2: nutso]
bulletproof mask on lyrical psychopath
block boy, entrepreneur, i give ‘em blood baths
sword up to the chest no puffin’, i push your lungs back
so that means i helped you stop smokin’, shout outs to my gun raps
in reality talk sh-t i’m knockin’ at your door
pistol whip your mama, slam your sister on the floor
sodomize your wifey, send the b-tch to the store
for dutchess, play the lotto, and a six pack of coors
a beast, animal, in the streets i’m hannibal
eat a n-gga face with a razor in my hand ball
ny sh-t, ask about me nutso only hang with
hip hop felons, america’s most wanted gangs, been rapping
i was trappin’ in the buildings with them ricochet
bullets either k!ll children, its sad these k!llings
it have you go mad i’m bad, good hearted cold blooded
i keep it true on the ave just ask

[scratch hook]
i’m dumb hot, i’ll wreck you and your young flock
been through h-ll and back
you know the drill!
i’m k!llin’ so bear witness
i’m a f-ckin’ menace straight chemist to y’all
this game atrocious
these motherf-ckers done p-ssed me off
pop they -ss one by one
we ain’t the same n-gga
i come with that boom bap
i’ll wreck you and your young flock

[outro: nutso]
ha ha ha ha!

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