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urltv – 6’8 vs. bubba forde lyrics

[bubba forde]
do you believe in life after death?
no footsteps, dreamcatchers might catch your steps?
see, 2020 was a f+cked+up year
i lost n+ggas that i wish i could get right back
so l’s up for lb
this for lil g lock and white sav
ain’t no beatin’ me
i don’t need a silencer to help me creep wit’ ease
start beef, then see
i hope you ready to reap defeat
they armed wit’ you? dog whistle
when i make noise, it’s wit’ high frequency
let’s get to it
f+ck a shot + i’d rather stab him up close: it’s more intimate
thе blade intricate
used to wondеr if humans had souls until he froze and i saw…into it!
they say muscles is hard to tear, so i sawed…into it!
he lost…ligaments!
now he’s on…citizen’s!
i would’ve been guilty, but the autopsies read that he lost…his innocence!
i’m not for kiddin’!
soon as i pop the biscuit, sh+t get apocalyptic
glocks and smith &s
docs layin’ on the floor, family’s makin’ doctor visits
after i let it ring, like i passed the sonic mission!
[6’8]
you shoulda stayed out the way
this sh+t is a crash course
sick flamin’, no passed torch
a muzzle on the bronco made the kick stable like a mad horse
the fam’…gon’ be mad i sparked it
y’all see how my new flow fly? it’s aladdin’s carpet
d+mn this target, ’cause i’m the one wit’ the low patience
these caps lock on any n+gga chargin’ wit’ a bold statement
roll up! have some paper, or we’ll be at your home waitin’!
he wanted the smoke, and got the coffin (coughin’), f+ckin’ up the rotation!
heard he was workin’ on a tape, tryna get to the stacks
well, sh+t, keep it f+ckin’ movin’, or i’ll put some lead in your cap
he was recordin’ in the booth, one shot hit his head in the back
ended all movements…
i literally stopped him dead in his tracks!
it’s no greetings ’cause you past your heyday
it’s no need to let the ‘k spray
’cause if i hit you right now, (+stomp+) here is where you may lay (melee)
no guns! yes, i mean fightin’
hands for everybody in here + please don’t seem frightened
i don’t need the gas workin’ or the beam lightin’
i will tee (t) the entire building: teen titans!
your guardian angels reached out to save you
if you hear the calls, you better go
i load the mag’ and i bend back on a sub mission (submission)
that’s the walls of jericho
you better run, fool, ’cause i dump tools
you can be one of the biggest and hottest stars out…i’ll still son (sun) you!

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