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tune;static - maseca (bonus) lyrics

[intro: realiluvv]
hebrews 13:18 says
“keep praying for us, for we trust we have an honest conscience, as we wish to conduct ourselves honestly in all things”
it’s a trap

[verse 1: realiluvv]
pretty hoe on the [?], it’s just obvious
head to toe, put her in some stocks, she a pretty b+tch
on the floor, she gon’ make me cry, i don’t deserve this sh+t
good to know, i’ma get my pie and eat that sh+t
she said my kick gave her the ick, she initiated that sh+t
tell me how that gon’ make sense? [?]
i ain’t worriеd ’bout that b+tch, but i just bought her some gifts
this was all a part of the strip, thе case is dismissed
i go ahead, move on to the next, hope that don’t hurt [?]
[?] text, cast a spell, she a witch
oh, she not like my ex, [?] protect her
don’t want her for her s+x, she gon’ stab me in the back
can’t feel my face off this lean i been pourin’
i’m from indiana, but them b+tches stay foreign
i stayed in first place, what the f+ck is you doin’?
i been won the race, why the f+ck he still goin’?
need a detective, this sh+t ain’t addin’ up
this lil’ b+tch be deceptive, like now she wanna f+ck?
when i wasn’t attractive, she didn’t want none
why the f+ck i feel like she only want me for my funds?
b+tches switch up, and so do all the bros
i had to stay up, get on top of all my lows
he a faker, he schemin’, we all know
i’ma take her in the back, i’ma blow
[interlude: conscience]
it’s conscience
tune;static

[verse 2: conscience]
masterfully, craftin’ with them [?]
practically, conscience from that graves, serves that [?]
[?] in the sky, from the [?]
shippin’ out these bricks of pure musicianship
money in my draws, so i grab me a vetement
been up in this track for a minute, now i’m puttin’ in
locked up on the stove with the gas, i start kettlin’
locked and loaded, barrel smokin’, feelin’ just how biggie did
big serve, big cash while i’m comin’ up
locked up, choose up, really roll with us
big shot, post up, i be [?]
so far, we up, we don’t roll with bums
warpin’ lorraine, nothin’ is jacque, i don’t play
make sure you speakin’ what i say
keep it a buck when i be on the [?]
into the sky, where i be when i pray
nothin’ was [?] when i aim
we at the top, where they need us in chains
start from the drops so they ease the pain
so they ease pain
[interlude: jacque lorraine]
yeah, woah
yeah, woah
yeah, ayy
tune;static, yeah

[verse 3: jacque lorraine]
the drip up where my layers at, future ten [?]
[?] from above me, you missed the lame
[?] my vetements is ugly, i refuse to act right
the people don’t bug me, but you the [?]
[?] couldn’t unstuck me, the mind was mad tight
but i don’t wait ’til it was dusty, i’m packed the right time
eighteen hunnid in my cup, you could see the [?]
eighteen hunnid in my cup, i still won’t beat the jackknife
beats never carry, i make ’em sing
i push a chrome+colored casket, so when i die, i can gleam
i push my bro to the back just to focus, you best believe
i think i’m on maseca rules, where we only had eggs and beans
she got mad at me and drug me through the h+ll of it
i’m glad i never married, i’d be dealin’ with the settlements
i only spit truth, and truth be told, yeah, i’m too elegant
the words that i wrote, i hope to god that i gave relevance
life ain’t a bike, but i never finished peddlin’
a two+door coupe with wood grain [?]
i won’t stop ’til the garage got a chevelle in it
got up and struck back with thoughts of runnin’ [?]
shoulda bought a ‘scat, i was too busy overdressin’
now i’m takin’ what i lack, and done with all the stressin’
one good job i never had, started heatin’ up that kettle
got a question she wanna ask, not gon’ let it happen
why you lookin’ in my eyes? you better tell me what you saw
i push the lyrics from my life and all the things i’ve overcome
i push the truth about the passion and the passion from the [?]
i push every single word and put my blood into the songs
so tell me that i’m losin’, ’cause i promise you’ll be wrong
put that on me, [?] jacque, and jacque stay in the hands of god
and i keep pushin’ to my [?], got a milli on my record
you woulda thought the [?] way that conscience [?]
jacque the belligerent, my side is too hard
i drop a jewel, you discover it, then credit to my pops
h+lla boom for the illest brick, can’t touch, the beat is hot
[?], i really put it on
i been to the bottom, i seen it’s too crowded, so i’ma see you at the top
yeah, i stand on my business, and i took a business, so this is what you wanna cop
i black out the faucets, [?] problems, you reapin’ grains from the crop
lord have mercy, big bag pricin’, status symbol when i drop
i [?], i don’t hit the lotto, but got the fortune that i want
i [?], [?] the lotto, but i can mention what the cost
she askin’ for promo, i told that chick, “nada, i’m the number+one spot”
remember [?], i think that i’m [?], my other sh+t don’t stop
[instrumental outro]

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