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sebastian dark - stardom lyrics

[verse 1: sebastian dark]
so if the p-ssy’s a portal i crawl from in it
so i’m a rapping motherf-cker, and i just can’t quit
intentions to bone, we all alone, by ourself
but still living, driven by the game itself
rhymes expand like the womb in delivering rooms
i just about fell out from inhaling the fumes
bend these words to mean what they mean now you know?
you know how long i’ve been gettin this f-cking dough?
think you tough? what, cousin, get rushed
lyrical on lawful slaughter whole calabry get crushed
i’m presentin’ my own authentic, intellectual methods
and tested, while blood flowin’, heart muscle arrested
shiverin as i’m delieverin lyrical man slaughter
hittin’ hard like troy woods f-cking his daughter
you get the picture i started to shiver
you a hard breakin hard liquor on my liver
you ain’t a tighter beat writer, you not superb
too swift to be observed, i move crowds like an herb
go tell ya record label to kiss my -ss
pop shots then i dash, you know i be top cl-ss
y’all n-gg-s were to busy hustling to do
then imma introduce that -ss to my crew
sh-t ain’t a f-ckin game that we playin
don’t wanna play no games, listen to what i’m sayin
kelly lebrock didn’t know how to suck c-ck
i pull up and stop, let my system knock
hit up his block and b-mp for eight blocks
challenging the calendars, and tempting the clocks

[verse 2: sebastian dark]
10,000 miles from a perfect life, it goes..
so all you locsters and you hoes didn’t know about this flow
my temperature is hundred and six
the glitch in the matrix, you like a silly rabbit b-tch these bars aren’t for kids
frostbite and igloos, deep freeze and snowstorms
penaitentary’s stay packed now they filing forms
’cause i’ma lead to violence, you better believe
then i got a big call from my homie steve
puttin fo sale signs on that p-ssy, my d-ck is like a fortune cookie
smoke trees and blunts, never looseleafs, my life’s a real movie
trying to escape words i should not have said
no brain in your skull, i saw those lite-brites instead
shot caller, hoes holla, see me in the impala
here’s a dollar that claims faith in allah
coming down wrecking, sitting fat on chrome
lost her job, her dog, then lost her home
when it gets dark, i chill with my cutie
with another cutie she got the booty
she wanna ride me while i keep spewing
fools they waste sperm and cool bridges they burn
pages from the photo alb-m, make a return
i’d still be the sure shot master of the ceremony
stop with the bickerin’ and build some harmony
tonight, we goin’ out to the club
we balling out here like we getting triple dubs
down here we gotta ghetto grub

- sebastian dark lyrics

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