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statik kxng - let's go lyrics

[verse 1: kxng crooked]
the k!ller standing in your front yard
gun bars motherf-cker, we got gun bars
bullets spreading from your lumbar to where your lungs are
talking sh-t like donald, pull your trump card
chill with the angry rap, f-ck that
like pulling out when doggystyling, it’s the comeback
corporate sponsors don’t like it homie, what’s that
still got n-ggas sitting in the drug trap
beautiful ignorance, i spew beautiful ignorance
i’ll f-cking shoot you what you think i do to some instruments?
real b-tches love my sh-t, do the arithmetics
they don’t f-ck with your soft sh-t, that’s musical impotence
h-ll nah, i don’t f-ck with y’all
glocks and them revolvers man, i done tucked them all
i know the cops probably k!ll me with shots ‘cause i can’t duck ‘em all
i just pray to god my dying words is “f-ck them all”

[interlue]
(word, man)
f-ck the motherf-cking police, man
k!lling n-ggas with their hands up
(on my mama)
f-ck them motherf-cker, man
(hate them motherf-ckers)

you know what, we got start k!lling them out here
(like doo, doo, doo)

[hook: kxng crooked]
i’m just a shady -ss n-gga from the west coast
getting cash money ever since death row
ain’t no limit to the way i let my tec blow
rock a fella to sleep with a smith & wess yo
i’m a ruthless bad boy n-gga, let’s go
i’m a ruthless bad boy n-gga, let’s go
i’m a ruthless bad boy n-gga, let’s go
i’m a ruthless bad boy n-gga, let’s go

[veres 2: kxng crooked]
yeah, fake n-ggas got the game falling
i give a f-ck if you lames balling
you don’t like me, get to name calling
i speak my mind like i’m james baldwin
yeah, i’m raising h-ll while you’re facing l’s
losing yourself chasing sales, that’s a major fail
i’m ringing bells, blazing trails, n-gga my paper swells
all day i think of bars, blame my brain cells
i’m getting drunk if you can’t tell
ain’t no gravity in this ho so i can’t fail
fall, all you p-ssy boys go to h-ll
if i tell you what i know, i’ll probably go to jail
but i think too futuristic to ever become a new statistic
like you predicted, right, i’m super gifted, right, and what i write is too descriptive
we can get pugilistic, or i can shoot the biscuit
‘cause i shoot terrific, you will lose if you get the ruger twisted
right, they’re wondering where that real rap was
nah statik, these n-ggas don’t want to rap, cuz
and i got some bloggers i don’t like at all
f-ck your site, n-gga, put me on the cover of final call

[interlude]
you f-cking mother f-cking punk -ss websites
(like some malcolm x sh-t)
you d-mn sites tried to k!ll hip-hop
(the sh-t here crazy, man)
it’s f-cking hipsters out here
posting all that soft sh-t
we don’t f-ck with that soft sh-t
(we don’t like that sh-t, n-gga, f-ck it)

[verse 3: termanology]
i’m just a grimy puerto rican from the east coast
squeeze toast, lifting off your chain, call me debo
in front of one freedom tower with the beams glowing
all my goons hungry wolves with the t–th showing
i’ll run in the building where darren wilson live
wearing a mike brown mask and k!ll his pregnant b-tch
i got a military submachine navy gat
that will put you where brenda put the baby at
i’ll cut your tongue out, it’s nothing you can say to that
just a mercenary machine that was made to rap
and for the profit, i’ll hit you with a dome rocket
you should’ve went and bought a gun instead of foam posits
a nine, 38, desert, and a mac milli
four different kinds of spitters like black hippy
you act silly, i’ll treat you like a clown, man
put a red dot on your nose and have you found dead
i’m ruthless ‘til i die, call me eazy-e
but i bring the east coast sound like i’m in d&d
rest in peace sean p, you was the rapping king
cop your thing one time in the air for statik kxng

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