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tha god fahim - beef ramen lyrics

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[sample: star trek]
“all this power surging and throbbing, yet under control”

[tha god fahim]
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
blow your sh-t off!
tony montana style n-gga
ya heard?

[verse 1: tha god fahim]
i always read outta sun tzu
never gave up out of textbooks jooks, so f-ck school
scalawags
robbin’ out of bally cash, drunk and out of alley cash, running out of tally fast
it’s survival, i’m supposed to be fit
i keep the mask clenched while you got your rosary clipped
don’t need no introduction
im high, chronic puffin’
n-ggas sweet as m-ffin
go to battle, it’s nothing
there’s a war going on outside, no man is trusted
bomb first, send a n-gga to church
gun burst
f-ck it
i’m quick to choke you, and stick you like a cactus
f-ck this rap sh-t, and leave you wet like a p-ssy mattress
i’m with a actress, f-ck n-gga i’ll blow your cap backwards
and leave your body locking up like a p-ssword
we spill mad verbs, magician with words
i’ll f-ck your b-tch in a vertical position, leave her running like a transmission
then she go back to you -ss kissing
i don’t spit raps, i flow mad wisdom
i’ll smack a n-gga twice with the pistol
step back then clip you
and leave your f-cking -ss mentally crippled

[bridge: tha god fahim]
ayo i’m steady trying to get this weed off
it’s the n-gga that got the block jumping like streetball
so peep y’all
soon as you blink y’all
creep y’all
let off 30 shots from the jeep y’all

[verse 2: tha god fahim]
i never cared cause life is never fair
if you ever stared, i’m sending your -ss to the 11th stair
you can only buy the sh-t that’s selling
go to h-ll and come back with a mac up in 7th heaven
i’ll leave you suckers bellin’
with tecs excelling, as i pull the trigger send a mc to rap heaven
i smack legends
and tell em it’s not about the past, it’s about the present
and to me you looking like a peasant
see this ain’t ‘96 no more
i’m a new rap n-gga that’ll d-ck your wh0r-
don’t make me f-ck around and pick your door
then take all your sh-t
so you better not be moving a fish, swish

[verse 3]

- tha god fahim lyrics

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