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rey morado – 6thsense lyrics

i can feel it in my sixth sense, six cents left for the vega
i ain’t f-ckin with a backwood, lungs black it ain’t doin’ me no favors
used ta used ta hit the blacks with raven, i ain’t een know how to smoke tho’
i ain’t een have the power fade, had the waves, they was spinnin’ so-so ahh

i can feel it in my sixth sense
these n-gg-s really hatin’ bruh
i can feel it in my sixth sense
they ain’t een on sh-t
ay
i can feel it in my sixth sense, shudder its sinister
it’s gone be a hot summer, reigndown she swallow the lineage
i rarely be po’in’ the henny up, find me on the puff puff, steadily gettin’ my pennies up
symbiotic with the psychotic feelings really need ta find my zen and such
ain’t gotta flex b-tch, like i been buff
i catapult over beanstalk, i so nimble
come sit that -ss on my nimbus, then bust, bow down to simba
see me degenerate
i ain’t considerate, give you a chance, id never consider it
always in center sh-t, if they catch me f-ck the sentence is?
prolly cause i gotta a pentak!ll, dead people by the enterance
i can, i can

i can feel it in my sixth sense, i can feel it in my sixth sense
i can feel it in my sixth sense, six cents left for the vega
six ones left for the blunt, appet-te lacking communication

i can tell from the vibe you hatin’, sad for you it’s so degrading
half of you view sh-t too basic, i ain’t mad at you i’ma keep on chasin’
wait, that might just be a lie, aggro never die it multiply
antisocial but i’m makin’ motions that these otha n-gg-s only think about
never study but i p-ss a test, lil n-gg- make ’em watch they step
geeked up, boy i feel like death, only fittin’ how i steal a b-tches breath
she wanna f-ck and i (she wanna f-ck and i) i can feel it in my sixth sense
i’ma take it to the distance, never minute mane, this a marathon, not the marriott
do my business and i carry on
vultures lookin’ for the carrion and the piggyback, if she catch the set might not get ha back
know it gotta pain yo cardiac, ignore the call i’m not callin’ back
love my flaws, never call ’em that, i been thinkin’ bout some sick sick sh-t

i can feel it in my sixth sense, yeaye
ican feel it in my sixth sense, okay say
i can feel it in my sixth sense, six cents left for the vega
six blunts that i gotta puff, stuck in my ways and in my behavior

- rey morado lyrics

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