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roid ar - sane lyrics

(yah, yahh..)
(let’s go)
(man what’s poppin’ kadett)..
(going dummi on this shit [x2] you know what i’m sayin’ bar for bar man, you know what i’m sayin’)

[hook]

mind locked up going insane (insane)
it be frying the brain
dropping shit that keep you sane (sane)
it’s all part the game
keep a 12 gauge in the stroller (pump)
in the street where you can get rolled up
better keep your composure (stay calm)
or your death comin up closer
can’t be a poser
with the weight of the world on my shoulders
streets gettin colder (brr, ice, ice)
but i tough it out just like solider

[verse]

ching chong i be singing songs
lick so long i’m be gone (it be long)
all this other shit ain’t nothin to speak on
and the opps they gettin stepped on (stay steppin’)
eating breakfast watching telly (watchin’ the)
yes it fill up my belly
dodging charges like nelly
but with a weapon so know it’s deadly (deadly)
i got aces (aces)
my cards showin faces (faces)
don’t got no patience
makin plays with em haitians (the plug)
but i ain’t leave trace
so no i can’t catch a case
this is the base
for the bag it’s always a chase (gotta go get it)
don’t be amazed
it’s all in how you pick your pace
but they copied the frame
couldn’t help that picture looked great (it look good)
float outta space (gone)
if you geeked then you relate
and the style cannot be replaced (it can’t)
and of course trap shit i embrace
with ratchet just incase
snitch ass niggas we erase (they gone)
[hook]

mind locked up going insane (insane)
it be frying the brain
dropping shit that keep you sane (sane)
it’s all part the game
keep a 12 gauge in the stroller (pump)
in the street where you can get rolled up
better keep your composure (keep that)
or your death comin up closer (meeting the reaper)
can’t be a poser
with the weight of the world on my shoulders
streets gettin colder
but i tough it out just like solider

(aye aye aye..)

- roid ar lyrics

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