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red amandala - slum psyche lyrics

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a lot of ops
that sh+t ain’t stop me
so i went to the bodega
i dapped up papi

fresh off, sloppy toppy
my life was, type rocky
i heard shots, out the gun tommy
i reroute, what the doubt
put in me

i fired off the hip
dipped out, lit
cause i’m linking another b+tch

i hit sh+t, if ion hit nun
i’m p+ssed off
thirty guns
i just hit a n+gga big one

i ain’t even cooking dope
the dope cooking me
i ain’t even trapping the pack
the pack trapping me

i ain’t even cooking dope
the dope cooking me
i ain’t even trapping the pack
the pack trapping mе
go hit the road
pavement off thе porch
sun to scorch
we still run our course

seasons change
same way be the people
sway emotion game

sitting regal, untouched
the reaper hasn’t came
my beeper hasn’t rang
feeble brain
seized and or be amazed

see the c+note
take a chain

phenotype blue
green just be the change

maintain same flame
with passion
to pack out, stout ops
with the macs out
fang bit my back, and a stab
pocket knife route

through the skin
with the night out

at the pearly gates
grasp last blunt for the pass
light a runce
for the stunt flashed
he in a bag

ceiling on the crash
we just broke the bag
forget a brag
hit a l!ck with a sticks
clips aimed at cliques that counter
sip a mix, made me trip
on a downer

rich ambitions, switch gears
steer a lear, paper plane
mary jane, starry night
barley scary
hard of sight
don’t know what’s right

i ain’t even cooking dope
the dope cooking me
i ain’t even trapping the pack
the pack trapping me

i ain’t even cooking dope
the dope cooking me
i ain’t even trapping the pack
the pack trapping me

so tired constantly
fighting the same battles
fired off the hip, don’t trip
no safe travels
my pace
was haste, debate none
the jakes, don’t race
we make fun
as i, try to hate none

- red amandala lyrics

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