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slxdio – (no title) lyrics

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[produced by @hearmykulture]

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[introductory refrain]
sins of the fathers
sons paid

[verse]
now my heart’s made of something harder
something loved enough to barter with
you want smoke? you’ll be the asada (asada)

i’m riled up in a verse and i gotta (i gotta)
single+handedly snipe a lotta n+ggas
without a spotter (spotter)

the rap’s ghost rider
my rhythm’s making them totter
my moving seem like armada

can’t box with allah

try to block my shot from afar
a far+fetched story
i got next +
hold me
i might catch ops in the act
espionaging my raps
and i’m acknowledging that:
[refrain (alternate)]
sons paid
money on the tray
the heads of the fathers becoming the entrée

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yeah
money on the tray
the heads of the fathers becoming the entrée

- slxdio lyrics

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