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thee unemployed - slander lyrics

[verse 1: oz]

outta my bag never lay up cuz i got drive that’ll surpass par
hoes on my d+ck cause they love me when they look down they surprised that i go that hard
o. z got whole lotta bang for the buck you would think that i hunt with a 12 gage
got a bad little b+tch that i keep for a fix like a bandaid
better yet she my handmade huh
f+ck it
i’m bluffin’ huh
please don’t cancel me buddy
i love hoes all the same
face down when i’m f+ckin’
damm
please don’t cancel me sunny
imma wittle dumb rapper

i.q on ol’ forest gump just a stupid lil b+st+rd
ventriloquist dummy talk stay shocking kids larry nasar
been deadly with it since in the womb like
endometrial cancer
like book in garden drop all it on em then let em search for the answer
just like the anthem watch how you talkin’ cause i don’t stand for that slander
everyday a new mass shooting
but no one deadly as me
america so stupid a.k’s spewing while we preaching we free
already 200 shooters yet our armed civilian count stoppage only at three
shooters stay getting buckets while you steady bragging bout using yours to play d
you ain’t never stop sh+t with it
you ain’t gonna stop sh+t with it
but it look cool i get it
why you wanna start sh+t with it?
you ain’t gonna stop sh+t with it
you don’t like me i get it
greatest sky where we headed
but the stars what i want!
[bridge: kid]

pray the sky is where we going
but the stars are what i want
players strive to seize the moment
pull that sh+t by pushing on
clothes are coated that ambrosia leaf
has got me floating on
k!ll k!ll shift that motion load it up and sling it to pylon
this that bomb
this that bomb
this that this that bomb
it’s no prob
it’s no prob
full speed cruise no keys no fob
f+ck your blog
catalogs
what generosity brought
is a open door when they knock but theirs always tends to be locked

[verse 2: kid]

what have i told you
looking for the produce
on my own block with a little bit of old school
talking bout a cut
man i’m tryna push bone through
in my own box
had to leave em in the phone booth
kick a f+ckin’ door what the h+ll i need a code to
go do what i won’t do
all net kid go for the gold boot
sun grip rip hole through the storm too
dome sick please call the manufacture
full press like palms of chiropractor
confined to the present here and after
try to call god line he never answer
(f+ck that)
double checking who i dance with
pass go gotta keep the steps advancing
i’m sweet as pull up kev durant swish
pull t++th now the fangs are getting jammed
jeez sheesh
end of my leash got me ripping the chain
f+ckin’ rupturing links
thinking we done is a h+ll of a reach
like a pot full of gold where the rainbow will lead
safety is floating i want you to notice that i am the body of water that breach
i am a pistol no safety component i promise the only sh+t banging is thee
unemployed mother f+cker

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