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the 49ers - fresh style lyrics

verse 1: marchitect
i got more 16s than drivers education (uh)
more 20s than the fake id shop
more hooks than kareem abdul got
yeah, my bars is cold like a gulag
you could chill to what i drop but it’s hot
i gotta laugh, when rappers talk about what i’m not
they want to see what i got, want to know what i possess
i possess more beats than pac’s ghost that fresh
the microphone owner not a microphone loaner
not a beat leaser, plus i got a nice speaker box (uh)
my mp holds beats like a sneaker box (yeah)
brighten up half your day like the equinox

verse 2: jas mace
i got the industry blues
i got to deal with a&rs that keep giving me bad news (uh)
i got to work with idiots everyday (uh huh)
and got girls hitting my wood like master pei mei (ha)
i got more dope lines than a free clinic
and more dignity than rappers with gimmicks (uh huh)
i got an idea, that i want to share (idea, what)
you don’t like it, so what i don’t care
i got a problem with being self+righteous (self righteous)
that’s right trick, sh+t i’m always right b+tch (ha)
i got a sick sense of humor, a sixth sense for culo (say what)
and a son that’s mulatto
verse 3: jas mace
i never had the luxury of living without responsibilities (nope)
i never listened to these wack emcees (never)
i don’t be feeling these frauds
and can’t stand it like a two+legged tripod
i don’t talk too much (uh huh)
matter of fact, i’m the quiet type your mamma said don’t trust (trust)
i don’t rush can’t act in haste
and i hate wasting food eat everything on the plate (that’s right)
except the red meat cause i don’t eat beef
and i can’t mess with swine, these pigs carry nines (d+mn right)
never had the time to just relax (never
cause even when i’m sleeping at night i think of raps

verse 4: marchitect
i have not a second to spare, i got no competition (nah)
plus i’m always making moves like i ain’t got a pot to p+ss in
i ain’t gotta go to prison i don’t even have a warrant
no hype, no promotion, we gonna rip it like a torrent (uh)
do not have your albums i just never felt the need (nah)
i just went to get the weed but i never felt the seed (yeah)
i don’t have receipt for a pile of fake ice
put out my own records i don’t have to play nice (ha)
matter of fact, i don’t have to do nothing
but not pay taxes, stay fly, and not die
so i’m not stressed and i have no fear
while you suckers are assed out like prince’s gear, yeah

- the 49ers lyrics

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