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ryanito - midas part ii lyrics

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ryanito:

oh now they got bread they think they rich
always in my head i knew i never needed this, everything i’d do was true proving how id beat the tricks/ if gold is what you seek yo let me help you see the sh-t/

when this began i was on a different trip, just an ounce of bad ego makes you sick, know i planned on every moment for the flip, now all you see is gold shoot freely from my fingertips/

ryanito:

verse 1:

with the hands of king midas/
everything we touch is gold/
foes know they can never be like us/
doing what is righteous/
i’m the king of this hill spitting ill/
like b real from cypress/
hall of fame in this game like johnathan unitas/
pull back hallmary send you to the sky quick/
living fast but cautious with my approach/
they say you love it let it leave but this rap sh-t i’m never letting go/
strategic with my words, every syllable a blow/
filling up your ears with that silly putty flow/
rakim and nas jones impressionable as a little woe/
the reason when i spit you bob your head to every single note/
walking on this water but i’m not inside a boat/
you talking like you proper but no one will supercede my quot/
on another level i put in terms you understand/
mic in my right turn this into gold with my other hand/

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shade sheist:

verse 2:

i might as well be a f-cking jeweler in the diamond district/
cause everything i touch turn to platinum and gold/
just like my chains and for long similar to dip sticks/
i roll with the misfits/
we truly outrageous i ain’t gem though/
cause thats a b-tch and i ain’t that you must me them hoe/
ill tap your face like gl-ss joe/
and break your zirconia/
now thats for being fake you don’t know me bruh/
but you can not like your woman do/
oh you didn’t know we was cliqued up/
you on speed dial number two/
number one is her father/
i’m the one she call daddy when we taking a shower/
sliding into that gradually/
i tasted the sour/
chalk that into a tragedy /
now i got all the power and 50 cent gon be mad at me/
but this no sitcom bro/
i’m more like real tv if you remember that show, though/

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