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rey morado – spectre lyrics

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[chorus]
mind gone, ‘spect the king when i walk through
off the green, spectre lean, i won’t talk to
anything if ion want too, prolly scorch the scene if ever yappin’ my tonsils
yeaye yeaye

it be back to square after pay day, ima pay it off i might just be a day late
know i need that pay raise, f-ck what they say
they gone hate us in our heyday, yeaye yeaye

mind gone, ‘spect the king when i walk through
off the green, spectre lean, i won’t, shi-

[verse]
hol up who be this digit hittin’ my line, prolly a bill i’m late on time
ain’t got no time, tryna see a billi, or pay all the billys, morph my heart to villain
pressure got me with the scatter vision, erik k!llmonger how i burn the village
pill popper never, but a menace, back and forth from the plug like we playin tennis
back and forth from the plug like the cord short, normal life is just a bore bore
news shoutin its a world war, sh-t i used to knock on yo door door
now we just breakin’ them doors down, i need more pounds when i step to plate
i need more time, finna bust the gate, free alla my n-ggas we fin escape
this that underground
so you can liken me harriett, know that n-ggas be judas iscariot
just to get ride in the chariot, don’t get burned by the fire
know that my girl be badder than my tires, i’m tired of n-ggas sayin that they tryin’, i ain’t buyin
i feel caught up in like eight binds, smoke a double o seven i’m james bond
if it’s a triple double i be rey allen with the riddle c
apple, vanilla, plain e&j i ain’t got the pocket for the hennessey
hit humongous i be off my fit, nimble off nimbus forgettin sh-t
adjust with the drive, stick-a-shift, won’t sign a dotted line for fifth of cent
need half a verse i need twice a grip. i look like barack? so f-ck the politics
ion like ciroc, hit the brown again. if i’m performin i’m f-cked uuup
in public don’t swarm me i’m anti, f-ck the riff raff and the caw caw
most these n-ggas yap bout the blah blah, i’m just self ‘ware like a rasta
i can smell smell the impostor, you be food here, ‘sghetti pasta
no guisseppes, sweatpant’d monsta, mind gone only bout the mantra
mane lookin’ like a pantha, strip ‘way any that accost us
get paid pennies on the dolla, get pay raise i’ma holla like
lalalalala, pajama pants at the met gala like
fafafafafa make the chopper dance from impala, k!ll these n-ggas softly
when i take over a bit ghaddafi
dead man walkin never, in jalopy
cold blooded goin through a sl!ck lobotomy, just get up off me, just get up off me

[corus]
mind gone, ‘spect the king when i walk through
off the green, spectre lean, i won’t talk to
anything if ion want too, prolly scorch the scene if ever yappin’ my tonsils
yeaye yeaye

it be back to square after pay day, ima pay it off i might just be a day late
know i need that pay raise, f-ck what they say
they gone hate us in our heyday, yeaye yeaye

mind gone, ‘spect the king when i walk through
off the green, spectre lean, i won’t, shi-



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