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soracd - strike! lyrics

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[verse 1: mona mula]
lil b-tch yeah i’m running this sh-t
mula run up this is it
you know i ball i don’t quit
look at your face then i spit

talk to the fist and prepare for a hit
face to my glock ’cause together you fit
sh-t on your head then it stomp in the grit
shadows around me dark rays i emit

call me a b-tch i might bite
it’s bl–dy it’s scary we tight
mix it with codeine and sprite

my heart so black you might die
my heart so cold you can’t try
all of the pain and hurt
you f-cking belong in the dirt

look at your face
look at your face
you know i hate you you f-cking disgrace

look at your fans
look at your fans
sucking your d-ck but i’ll f-ck with your plans

[verse 2: soracd]
i’m tired of n-ggas stay acting and sh-t
baby choppa got the stick she clapping some sh-t
minority money gang up in this b-tch
we breaking all the rules and k!lling white men

pull up then skirt off in the getaway
we don’t give two f-cks ’bout what you gotta say
need to leave the usa i’m a slave
stack the cash then it’s up up and away

[chorus: soracd]
won’t let a f-ck n-gga take my place
yeah it’s young sora for the two zero times three
’bout to make a difference before i f-cking fade away
head honchess got the ray pointed at your face

grew up watching ray allen hitting f-cking 3’s
and rey mysterio flipping the ring
young sky allen had to grow up get the green
plus my talent flow like water on a beat

[bridge: soracd]
see me a suit and n-gga gon’ strike
heart is so cold and skin dark as the night
mind is too bold i’ll try not to fold
just a cog in the wheel the nation i loathe
reclaiming a throne not a crown made of th-rns
protect my people with all my might we elect evils
expect holy outcomes insanity by definition so feeble

[bridge: mona mula]
put on my dress then i shoot and i strike
you better stress that’s the sh-t that i like
lil game of chess come let’s go on a hike
f-cking aggress i got chains on my spike

[chorus: mona mula]
won’t let a f-ck b-tch take my place
223 spray bullets at your face
f-ck it up and leave without a trace
yung mula yung sora gon’ chase

- soracd lyrics

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