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royalblck - a.k.i.r.a lyrics

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n-gga ill be pulling ya card

so

retrace ya steps

son came to summon a god

n its lit

brotherhood gone leave u wit scars

n u scar

dethroning ya king cuz u hard

but his son gone finish da job

shoulda finishes da job

lord

snap from da mirage

its a battle

needa get up outta ya yard

can’t run thru war, when u ain’t even ready to spar

yeah, wake up

we in da field n-gga

n this will determine if u a real n-gga

feel dat snake in ya spine

give u dat real shiver

n-ggas stay riding wave

till i surf wit dis quick silver

bang

enemies look

but won’t see me again

yeah i f-cked dat b-tch

now im after her friends

prada n loui is all dat she spends

her boyfriend got booked

we gone call him again

like n-gga

must b santa claus..

all dis bread u getting

teach me how-ta ball

tch nah kiss on dis nine

ill teach u how-ta fall

pick up his phone

run thru it

like who he got on call

what he got for me

an android but im

eating off this cell like im in dbz

but ya iphone ain’t safe

i keep dat texas chainsaw

leather ya face

go pro for da plate

confederates get put in there place

n u kno me dog

ima do whatever it takes

spraying da jury if i dont f-ck wit

da case

run on my b-tch

ull play church

get hit wit da mace

a mistake

that’ll send yo -ss straight to the gates

so be cautious

can’t be showing too much offense

moving so hmm militant

i do it often

bosses only care bout what it cost em

as soon as i hear one breath

u ina coffin

n u ain’t say one word

u kno da vibe’s

bringing ya squad

to ma camp

is suicide

thinking u got da b-lls

get euthanized

thank god for dis moment

dat u alive

running wit stupid guys

believing all there lies

g-ssin u up

now u start to wonder why

n the only thing left to say before i send my firing squad is do or die

b-tch gone remember da name

got tired of funerals

but it come wit da game

seriously tryna win

i dont run wit da lames

im lock n loaded how i am putting in pain

its a shame

how u n-ggas keep dodging da hospital

so da grave

is where u go when da mossberg hit u

yeah n-gga we got issues

im making da news get you

lead astray

jus dont get lost n make haste

its a shame

ya gotta swallow c-ck

to save face

jus for dem to turn around

n bust on da same face

got b-tches in da club

f-ckem wit no grace

no money jus d-ck

believe me dey ain’t saints

we all meet da same fate

all feed off hate

its ok

u just gotta vent wit a ace

something under the t

but it sit by da waist

its a race but u n-ggas dont kno whats at stake

till its late

n ya mans gotta die in ya pace

n u gottem in ya arms

hoping that he awake

can see dat his soul gone

but his eyes is awake

two glocks

parallel

hitting da main street

striking any feds or politicians

dat want beef

game on

yeah i know da rules n i follow em too

if ya b-tch a groupie she f-ckin da crew

we stacking these bands

hope u doing it too

rotating da cyph

doing donuts in coupes

b-tch im on a boat

watch me coup de burst

da targets in sight

watch me aim where it hurts

her -ss ain’t dat phat

but she making it work

jus follow me “a”ye

u kno how i do

i stay wit da “k”ay

can’t be fronting on “i”

we kno who you a”r”e

i am “a” boss

affirmative action

u won’t catch me stall

dat nun is a sl-t

but she prays to the lord

yeah we k!lling n-ggas

but its for cause

enterprise to the ctm

tell ya ears to keep up on da bpm

these n-ggas gone talk sh-t

till they meet there end

u a friend or tell me

is u playing pretend

intervention by da scope

bout to drop some gems

so get low

till u and dirt got da same flow

hush

but u dont get it dou

only heaven knows

im 10 steps ahead

where ever da devil goes

n-ggas couldn’t k!ll this beat

wit a betta flow..

so its back to basics

can u face it

flying to j-pan

bouta cop some asics

dustin ma shoulders off

leaving u tasteless

ya gone feel me or k!ll like a racist..

n its cool if a n-gga thinking

u can’t touch em

everything’s all fun n games

till u gun b-tt em

ima god that’ll eat ya food

till da last supper

blackout

dont meet me wit da mask out

dis knight won’t

parlay wit feens

to make bouts

get slayed

put ya r.i.p on my main page

u a sucka

n ya sis been slurping me for days

check her premium

cuz of me she getting paid

she ain’t homeless

nick nack patty wack

give da b-tch a bonus

lights, camera, action

when im bouta bone her

ain’t a pretty boy

but they loving my aroma

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