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street light - bang time feat. webb lyrics

[verse 1: street light]
i aim with the power that came here from the greatest, enraged by the satanist mindset and the hatred
portrayed to my patience, i make this a living lightmare ’til you wake and find out you in the matrix
but you ain’t freezin’ time or even stopping the bullets which release from the chamber, flyin’ out to the fullest
i’m a step ahead of the trigger, k!lling whoever pulls it, they can’t believe the same flame came from the coolest
but i ain’t michael young history, i never die, got tried and came back alive to finish life sentencing
corrected myself early, ’cause i played with the flame ’til i figured out the same thing could burn me
they ask the same questions i give ’em the same answers, i’m the young huey newton but i ain’t leading the panthers
i’m god’s militant and i benefit with the penmanship in this to finish the villainous sentimental caspers
ghost or demon i’m closer to leaving, approaching the soul of the phoenix ’til the goal is completed
i’m going lower than cement you tormented heathens, i mean it, i’m stupid with the rap, simultaneously g*nius
i made it from the d to the dean’s list, c’s to the see me up above you while i’m beaming
from b’s to the you know who i be list, now they can’t believe it, don’t matter how it seems when my delivery seamless
now let me run it back like i’m peyton hillis, ask god for the forgiveness that i need
instead of becoming the villain that i see in full body mirrors reflecting on the past when the finale is near us
get the applause ready, curtains and then call chevy trucks in at all steady, ‘specially when my ball’s heavy
which is every time, every line’s already mine, ’til release is mines and cause confetti
but i ain’t finished yet, h-ll is what they finna get, even if you get the tech weapons don’t get respect
even if you get that black tires in effect, meaning that undercover’s still tryna get your neck
i quit playing with fire and smoke, i am the host higher than most choked in the vicinity both
tires and the wires are broke, ’til i awoke still riding. bang timing i’m close

[verse 2:webb]
yeah! everybody get up and go get bottles. of water a few dollars and don’t forget goggles
’cause i gotta wash down rappers who’s been gobbled, ’cause this mac’s been number one longer than mcdonalds (mickey d’s!)
i’ve written novels that other rappers have dreamed to write, by god’s grace christian called me up so i can see the light
since a fetus the life is all that i seem to like, never been defeated i’m just more than a ‘litist type
i need a flight that can take me further than venus height, on another level that’s probably why i ain’t breathing right
yeah that’s probably it, with my puffed chest and all, or maybe ’cause my ego’s blocking my cholesterol (fat boy!)
i’ll let the law determine if i’m a threat to y’all, my flow ethanol, step up to the wrecking ball
i spit it raw, my jaw’s just like a frickin’ wall, [?] and make you forget you sick at all
it’s funny ’cause i ain’t the gun to get started, it’s time to air this whole room out like i just farted
this artist sort of resembles a big target, i’m a veteran you under-aged rappers can get carded
i’m back and [?] c-cky ’cause i’m american, probably ’cause i am poppin’ [?]
people ask for the album[?] pshhh, i’m taking care of this, stick it in paraffin wax to keep back these terrorists
see i could pick you out, but i take a different route, ’cause you a little clown combined with your little crowds
should make you realize homie that you got little clout, but i’m a triple play all the way in triple a
my team all share the opportunity to get you out, see i lock you out put that [?], these rappers ain’t poppin’ let’s put ’em in coffins with nails
i send these pocket waka flockas on rockets to h-ll and stop ’em from putting their music all up on my shelves

- street light lyrics

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