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problem - rap monument lyrics

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[verse: problem]
got mary blowing jane
we f-cking high, s-x on a plane
hey newscaster, we about to rain
get love in the club because we fill the section with pain, c’mon
blow him up, finna explode
all of h-ll’s kitchen praying he don’t stick to the stove
god got me, illum-i-not-me written in bold
slept on, now i’m everywhere like g-g-g-go crazy
buy 150
let me tell y’all now, i want nikki
lift her up like helicopter far away from her fellow
let her play problem
while problem tongue play with propeller (what)
keep fresh just in margielas
diamond lane running thangs ain’t sh-t you can tell us (don’t tell us nothing)
done everything, ain’t sh-t you can sell us
money over bullsh-t, friction derail us (naw)
compton n-ggas, yeah we take it or leave it
know once it’s almost over tryin to ?
you nervous, like them cutters he’d inject the speed
ask (beep) if any m-th-f-cka faking me my n-gga (what)
yeah i bet a n-gga crawl to the crown
i’m a boss, hire hoes while i buy the loud
see them n-ggas shaking hands and biting styles
got her to stay city in cause i fired her spouse
cause i’m a mad man
just f-ck n-ggas like the klan, man
put you to sleep like the sandman
give me the throne, i’m a chairman (diamond)
rolex beat, it’s time for winning, no fakes
just copped more 4 5’s and 9’s and i ain’t talking bout no j’s
please be afraid but i ain’t the shooter
chachi-palooza
riding shotty in the chevy b-tch old as a cougar
lyrical ruger, pop your medulla (uh huh)
you lukewarm, boy, go get you a cooler please
your b-tch know that i’m cooler, please
your b-tch know that i’m cooler, please
so cool i could f-cking die if i drop a few degrees
boss daddy, use the porthole please
get it good girl, use your knees
i love them brainiacs
yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
back on my compton sh-t
demonic how i demolish sh-t
angelic with my intuition
student of game make hoes pay tuition (huh)
no dice, no pill, but i’m on a roll
that one n-gga that kendrick can’t control (what)
problem



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