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s2n - don't try it lyrics

[chorus: cusax]
step to the right, i mean step to the left
if you think i’m high, then you gonna have to guess
if you wanna fight, yell and f+ckin’ pound your chest
do you wanna try? it’s s2n you messin’ with
don’t give a f+ck, we ain’t givin’ up
the duo of a decade is comin’ right up at number one
never lose, never beg but we choose
we the kings of the game with just a pen at our use

[verse 1: 44ron]
got your blood drippin’ off my knife like the wax of candles
when it gets heated, i’m known to start slicin’ adam’s apples
my mouth turns into a f+ckin’ sniper rifle barrel
i go ballistic, anyone can get it, try a sample
a prime example of what separates the two of us
we makin’ moves over here, you ain’t doin’ much
you stay stagnant in this game while i’m movin’ up
me and cusa run this sh+t, got you rappers furious
who to trust when you stuck in a pit of snakes?
and everybody that you meet’s got a different face
stab me in the back, you might as well go dig your grave
beside your casket, have your face in a picture frame
get clapped by a full clip and lay you out on the porch
that’s the only way you’d ever get a round of applause
throw you off a f+ckin’ balcony with a thousand floors
and bury you in the ground without an ounce of remorse
i’m fantastic, givin’ a school a virus us the only
motherf+ckin’ way that you can make a classic
stay mad though, b+tch, i ain’t takin’ back sh+t
pull the pen out my grenade and make you panic
i got hip+hop in my deoxyribonucleic acid
you wanna battle? take your chances
concentrated madness, cup of rage of passion
safety off the magnum, c+ck it, aim it, clack+cl!ck
second to none, our name rings bells
make the world go to war like h.g. wells
you’re raising h+ll while your chasing wealth
get reported missin’ in the daily mail
patience is razor thin, breakin’ into your latest crib
with titanium blades again and i’m tapin’ the lips
of whoever’s mouth that my name is in
you draw crowds up in stadiums
ain’t containing the sh+t i think in my cranium
[chorus: cusax]
step to the right, i mean step to the left
if you think i’m high, then you gonna have to guess
if you wanna fight, yell and f+ckin’ pound your chest
do you wanna try? it’s s2n you messin’ with
don’t give a f+ck, we ain’t givin’ up
the duo of a decade is comin’ right up at number one
never lose, never beg but we choose
we the kings of the game with just a pen at our use

[verse 2: cusax]
by now, you gotta know i love the beef
see as how i shot up a motherf+cker named seif
cry louder, b+tch, cry louder!
seif death was the beginning, now die a coward
i don’t got many places to be
but tyrell craw bl++dy marry scary is he!
mr. can’t mix my sh+t, i’m gonna kick your lip
until you sound like 50 cent
i know champy said to just stop
but i can’t help it, b+tch, just respond
i got a l+st for blood, you wanna suck some nuts?
so don’t f+ck with us, go get a papercut
aight, who’s next? see who’s gonna pay up
pullin’ out my ledger, wait, speak of the devil!
you two faced but you think
that b+tch is gonna let you live your life, but you ain’t
i got a better chance to have a record with 2 chainz or cool j, don’t gotta be a bank to tell a brother that you changed
“don’t block me, man, you f+ckin’ idiot”
well, who ghosted who in the end of it?
ah, cracker jack, oh wait, captain pac
i remember when you wanted on the f+ckin’ track
i remember you accusin’ me of that
i remember when you said you had my f+ckin’ back
i remember when you said you were a defender
of other members, thinkin’ “alex, oh he tryna dismember
with all the others” well, look now look how the tables turn
my words turn you into smoking ashes in an urn
“cusa, what’s the tragedy of capitan pac?”
well, son, since you chose to ask me that
i’ll show you this song and the f+ckin’ g+nius page
look you dead in the face, grab my mic and say—
[chorus: cusax]
step to the right, i mean step to the left
if you think i’m high, then you gonna have to guess
if you wanna fight, yell and f+ckin’ pound your chest
do you wanna try? it’s s2n you messin’ with
don’t give a f+ck, we ain’t givin’ up
the duo of a decade is comin’ right up at number one
never lose, never beg but we choose
we the kings of the game with just a pen at our use

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