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sway in the morning - sway's universe freestyle lyrics

[verse 1: benny the butcher]
the butcher comin’ n-gga

the butcher comin’ big griselda what would chine gun do? out now

you know my type, i’m a fisher built
when i was 9, my momma sent me to the store to get the kids some milk
the beat is clean, i had to live in filth
your dog can get you k!lled
for you to stand this tall, i’ve got to get you stilts (oh my f-cking goodness)

look, you got plans on getting rich, consider this
the ones who expect the most from you ain’t give you sh-t
i was the best cook, stepped on work with my right and left foot
before you even knew how a connect look
you know my pot game was textbook
who sold more dope than us except push?
the proof is how my neck look (except push)

i came home, like a new man, like my den number
bank card, as soon as she f-cked, she wanted a pin number
asking for cash the first week we met, and i got rid of her
this quarter brick of dope i’m blending up smell like vinegar

this sh-t was all a dream, i was waiting on the fiend
to come as test the dope, just to tell me it was clean
now when n-ggas see my face, i’m what inspiration mean
i’m in the hood telling n-ggas how it feels to win a ring

[verse 2: conway the machine]
look, n-ggas ain’t set the streets on fire like i did
the way i’m rhyming lately remind them already to die big
pop a n-gga, put that on my [kids]
sometimes when you k!ll a n-gga you love, you bend over and close his eyelids
i only rap what i live, don’t f-ck with me
you’d rather commit suicide and dive off of a high bridge
eating raw oysters and fried squid
look, these is the streets, you either gon’ catch a bullet, scar
or 20 years in the prison yard on a pull up bar
you know it’s a foreign when i pull up car
like jay-z, i’m good on any malcolm x boulevard
n-ggas, we was in the trenches, we was pushing hard
then i got in this rap sh-t and i took it far
every paper cl-ssic is full of bars
dope on a stick, call me brett favre
i can throw a bullet far
she asked how far, on the place when pulling off
shady roc nation, they want to know how i pulled it off
you tried to ride the wave, now i’m watchin these p-ssy n-ggas starve
you need a 100k just to [?]

- sway in the morning lyrics

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