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tha god fahim – fishing wire lyrics

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[intro: sample & tha god fahim]
if you fidget, i may draw blood, you’re making me nervous
now, where was i?

ayo
f+ck around, show up dead, n+gga
for real, i’m in this b+tch soul+cookin’ sh+t, n+gga
nah’mean?
straight up, n+gga, snub+nose to your f+ckin’ grill, n+gga
gimme all that sh+t, n+gga, sh+t ain’t no game

[verse]
ask the man in the skies about my devilish ties
oppose the god, your whole family gon’ die; i’m ten toes
the demons whisper, “anything goes”
you’ll see my ghost come through, hauntin’ your show
so f+ck n+gga, just know
i got a short temper, now meet your fate
my .38’ll open up the pearly gates (tatatatatatata)
norman bates mindframe
you hear my sh+t, your whole style change
…you see this n+gga? (you see this n+gga, man?)
it’s that bad, how you wanna be me, n+gga
my n+gga k!lla, pass me the fifty+cal gorilla
so i can put n+ggas on t+shirts
the lemon squeeze sneeze make your feet squirt
too ugly for a open casket, i’m so evil, gotta mask it
send your baby down the river in a basket
don’t test the intellect, i’ll throw a bullet you’ll intercept
takin’ your last breath
tha god is a prophet, my net worth grows as the clock hit
glock spit, see me start walkin’ the other way, mob hit
do you like denzel on training day (drr+r+r+r)
automatic weapons rip through your flesh, you fade away (bong)
your bloodstains’ll wash away the rain
a samurai that’s into bustin’ the place
exchange blades, throw dust in your face
it’s like soulcalibur, won’t catch me without the caliber
i c+ck it back and knock the days off the calendar, amateur
n+ggas’ heart froze + that’s the day that the dark rose
under my foot is where your heart goes, it’s sinister, man
i’ll smack the bible out a minister’s hand
it’s no graffiti when i’m sprayin’ the can
duct tape on the handle, bangin’ fugees
potato on the barrel, ’cause i saw it in a movie
i’m robbin’ n+ggas like caine, i’m a menace
n+gga go against the grain, he finished
simple and plain, [?] chemist
smack your mouth to my limits and send you to the f+ckin’ dentist
wire your jaw like a racket for tennis
[outro]
get smacked up, n+gga (bless, n+gga, uh)
f+ck is wrong with you n+ggas, man? (it’s the motherf+ckin’ god, shogunn, n+gga)
f+ckin’ fire lord, n+gga, ozaii, n+gga (bow down to somethin’ greater than yourself, p+ssy, get your sh+t blown the f+ck back)



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