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rj payne - triple 7 lyrics

[chorus]
check, it’s triple 7
the return of the gods, n-gg-, we legends
this is more than bars and aggression
it’s payne, doo wop and pa dre, we are the blessin’, lord
it’s triple 7
the return of the gods, n-gg-, we legends
this is more than bars and aggression
it’s payne, doo wop and pa dre, we are the blessin’, lord

[verse 1]
geah, let me start it right
i’m starvin’ like a pack of hyenas, i’ll k!ll you quick as a harlem night
eddie murphy, quick, get it? harlem nights
red foxx, head shot, n-gg-, sh-t i’m r-t-rded, right?!
slightly maybe, i might be crazy
no jewelry, but i drop gems, sh-t, i’m icy, baby
it’s payne, k!ll ya track if you politely pay me
that’s what excite me, i’m sick, sh-t, it might be rabies
i’m sayin’, foamin’ at the mouth, you know what that’s about
east coast to the core, but my home is in the south
punchlines, i go in a n-gg- mouth
and got a molar, i put rappers in comas, they in and out
my sh-t is rapid fire, k!ll a hater, smack a liar
cats admire how i murder these beats, but that’s acquired
uh, my gat black on black, black attire
couple bullets make you fade to black, i’ll flat ya tire, payne!!!

[chorus]
it’s triple 7
the return of the gods, n-gg-, we legends
this is more than bars and aggression
it’s payne, doo wop and pa dre, we are the blessin’, lord
it’s triple 7
the return of the gods, n-gg-, we legends
this is more than bars and aggression
it’s payne, doo wop and pa dre, we are the blessin’, lord

[verse 2]
geah, it ain’t even fair
the sign reads, don’t feed the bear
payne fall off, sh-t, the chance is even shorter than a zebra hair
light up the room when i heat a flare
the boy tight, sh-t, i got more stripes than every adida’ pair
i’m quite comfy, sh-t, i need a chair
let me be sincere, ain’t no rappers out that we should even fear
n-gg-s lucky they even breathin’ air
now listen, legendary spit, (?) sh-t
they ask me how i get so nice, that’s hereditary sh-t
uh, my flow colder than when february hit
i ain’t violent, but i’ll f-ck you up on some necessary sh-t
burner clap, (?), bullet burn ya back
i’m k!llin’ these n-gg-s softy, murder, roberta flack
you motherf-ckers keep mumblin’, learn to rap
but you all be burnin’ up when i turn up the thermostat, payne!!!

- rj payne lyrics

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