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robbïns – eminem, lil wayne – no guidance (ft. 2pac) lyrics

[chorus :2pac]
sippin’ my glass full of henny
hands on my semi+
automatic k!ll for pennies
approach for contact
cause i’m live i multiply
soon as i open fire
n+ggas die wit’ open eyes
scare to take a nap
it’s a trap a long maze
dreamin’ of gettin’ stacks
makin’ scratch the wrong way
what the song say
we murder motherf+ckers daily
black out blow the crack out
my lyrics neva fail me
i inhale strong weed then release the stress
deliver the bomb sh+t from the east to west
like yay+yo
n+ggas pull out when i say so
commence to poppin’ motherf+ckers copy it fatal
‘fficiently i delete then flee
the art of war
livin’ sucka free
get wit’ me
motherf+cker don’t sleep
[chorus: lil wayne]
what the f+ck, though? where the love go?
five, four, three, two, i let one go
bow! get the f+ck though, i don’t bluff, bro
aimin’ at your head like a buffalo
[chorus: eminem]
terrible, but not rip+able, invincible, i hung invisible
f+ckin’ mistletoe all over the world, i stuck my ass up under it
now pucker up them lips and kiss it, ho
here we go, bad and evil so you know how this’ll go
the competition’s miserable, we stomp them b+tches, this is no joke
goin’ overboard like someone threw us off the boat, choke
cough from all the smoke, i’m tryna stay on fire
so you know if i hate f+cking water sprinklers, i don’t love the hoes
someone let the cat out the bag, now it’s time to stuff its face
back in that b+tch, smother that little motherf+cker ’til it suffocates (who?)
you had long enough of a wait, why are they
tryna be so secretive? bad and evil is reunited, hey
came back to annihilate, the game’s in dire straights as i await
word on satan as i drop, fall to my knees before this
ouija board and i pray, now i lay me down to sleep
i do this sh+t in my sleep, i’m sleepin’ now, imagine if i awake?
i’m champ, b+tch, i’ll never taste the canvas
could never be no d+mn wuss or p+ssy
never mushy, so you can’t squish
nowhere near a tush, in fact if i jump out a bush
in a sneak attack’s, the only way i’ll say i am bush
outlandish, these words are weapons that i brandish
stand+offish to hoes, keep your hands off this
can’t top it, so what the f+ck would i sugarcoat it for?
law? f+ck protocol, i’d holla at this ho
but now my throat is sore
[chorus: lil wayne]
what the f+ck, though? where the love go?
five, four, three, two, i let one go
bow! get the f+ck though, i don’t bluff, bro
aimin’ at your head like a buffalo

- robbins lyrics

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