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ty farris & machacha - bloodstains on the jersey lyrics

[intro]
you know what the people wanna see, man
they wanna see blood, man
it’s datin’ all the way back to the colosseum days with the gladiators
and you know what? that’s exactly what the f+ck we gon’ do
machacha, copenhagen, ty farris, you know i’m sayin’?
we gon’ leave a blood trail for all the rappers and producers, man
and for you listenin’, you’re welcome, man
let’s do it

[verse 1]
i was taught to stay dangerous, picture ron artest in a pacer jersey
help my granny in the garden, but these streets raised me dirty
feel like [?] on six mile when he used to hang with birdy
thе road to riches malicious, it’s a painful journey
patent+lеather jordans, drivin’ old schools, like jeff gordon
chasin’ chicks from the hood, but they ass and breast foreign
he done came from the bottom, ‘member they ain’t used to check for ’em
now i’m underground makin’ money like black market, fresh organs
remain low+key, a couple gold chains, i’m out the way
i used to pay my bills from the profits off a ounce of yay
y’all suckers with these tricks usin’ filters and proud to pay
me trickin’, you got a better chance drownin’ flounders today
picture a scud missile floatin’ directly at your residence
that’s me with no hesitance, that’s me for dead presidents
we on the precipice of greatness, this the evidence
i’ve been through a lot, my skin tough as the tusk of elephants
[chorus]
they tried to hack+a+shaq a player, but i ain’t havin’ it
they tried to bite the flow, but i patented it, yeah, the game dirty
i see the court through the goggles of james worthy
they ain’t happy to put bloodstains on your jersey

[interlude]
see, what they try to do is write you out the history books and
change the narrative to, you know, cater towards the popular
but, nah, the hard work is been layed, the foundation is here, we ain’t going nowhere, n+gga

[verse 2]
aggressive but quiet, picture ben wallace banging in a piston jersey
for black+eyed peas on the plate, nah, i’m lyrically flippin’ fergie
catch the similes, i’m all nba, they summer league
i ball with this ballpoint pen, and i just cut my sleeves
let my muscles show, i’m flexin’ without designer gear
chasin’ perfection like two lions runnin’ behind a deer
i give y’all the truth, i don’t fantasize, i really let my hammer rise
the streets left my heart vandalized
y’all start acting goofy the second it’s camera time
flossin’ in somebody phantom ride, a bunch of damaged minds
i’m the man, myth, and legend reppin’ a lyricist in heaven
every time i hit the booth, they spirits in my presence
mr. big shot mixed with miller at the garden
in the palace of malice where drug dealers givin’ bargains
if you violate, it’s no way we givin’ pardons
check the market of artists, clearly i’m winnin’ by a margin
[chorus]
they tried to hack+a+shaq a player, but i ain’t havin’ it
they tried to bite the flow, but i patented it, yeah, the game dirty
i see the court through the goggles of james worthy
they ain’t happy to put bloodstains on your jersey

[outro]
you know, this the definition of hard work right here, man
you know, hard work beats talent every day with a bat
but hard work is a talent in itself, you know what i’m sayin’?
i’m livin’ proof of that
i’m a underdog that prevailed, man, against all the odds, man, they counted me out, man
left me for dead, but i’m here
top of the mountain, the malice in the palace, man
machacha, copenhagen
you witnessin’ greatness, man
palace is in auburn hill (yeah, that ain’t detroit)
that’s a hour away from detroit, the city (yeah, mhm)
well, like you said, if right now little seizures
if that would’ve happend there
woo+woo+woo+woo
for real, man

- ty farris machacha lyrics

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