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sagaboy - forbidden / lost tooth lyrics

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(e6n you really k!lled this tho)

[part i “forbidden”]
say, “there’s more fish in the sea,” stop lying
i own the whole d-mn ocean, like poseidon
fishing women with no net, just trident
pen bars on sky lines to broaden my horizons, yo
“golly g!” stole your whole monopoly
i’m the exact example of this sh-t properly
probably probable, at this point unstoppable
various v-g-n-l visits without the conjugal
sh-t’s so ripped i put the ab in abdominal
hopped over high hurdles levelled all my obstacles
statistically, when you see me
you cc them, then they bcc me, and we
go around down and downward spiral
gold wrist gold neck straight gold vinyl
they say pressure produces diamonds
like the type of pressure
i put on the page when i’m writing
rigid with rigamortis, and it’ll still be rhymin’
now that’s a dead man walking
buried in soil and i dug my way out of the coffin
(cough cough)
pardon me for coughing, it’s allergy season
my lungs be weakened
from all the f-cking algae breeding
doesn’t matter how much i drop
all my n-ggas still be fiending from withdrawal
bars over your head ‘cause you this tall
i’m in too deep, at least six feet
you sinking, you can’t swim this deep
i’m a giant, godzilla gargantuan
my flow leave you cold paralyzed just like a mannequin
n-gga

[part ii “lost tooth”]
yo, uh
check it, uh uh
yo
i’m ill like the swine flu, take your whole crew
my chick plays ball, your b-tch made your b-lls blue (that’s nasty)
it’s the rhyme guru, who knew
i’d be in one of the who’s who, of brothers
that gets n-ggas stuck call me gorilla glue (yeauhh)
i take the beat and make it black and blue
got a few screw loose, nuts no cashews
you better run fast ‘cause spncer’s gonna catch you (zoom)
straight blast you (bang bang)
infesting minds like ants do (wylin’ out)
i’ll screw you aunt too, no bro code
i’ll explode, got a short fuse (wylin’ out)
i’m like beer, if your bud’s light
he’ll be left with bad brews
bad news, cash rules
you got a tough sh-ll? (f-cked up man)
i’ll make turtle stew, straight soul food
i’m crude, i’m rude
manors for mansions, i’m math to fractions
my bars gripped you on this track, call me traction
perhaps when you hear this
you’ll make an appearance
ask you where the fear went
you floating ‘cause i turned you to spirit (peek-a-boo)
so step right up, come on don’t be shy
i murdered this beat and these bars are my alibi
now where was i?
i am the blessed one
your best bar is worse than my worst one
i ain’t done, i eat beef and sh-t vegetarian
so fly the whole d-mn plane is my carry-on
(airplane takes off)



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