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verbal mcmahon - mismatch (feat. cgodthedon) lyrics

[cgod]
pull up & i’m still sane
everybody do it til it’s time to do the real thing
i’m high octane, dog i’m the gas mane
everything moving slow, max payne
you remember in your left brain, moving like a chess game
i deal with you even when you stress me
hop off the jetski, feeling like deniro or pesci
i’m at the westin, investing the telly
used to play skellys, bumping machiavelli
skeletons in my closet & i used to wanna cop a pelle
meetings at the deli, you can try & feel me
i ain’t sleeping when i’m dreaming, you already
pull up like freddy, to you it’s just a memory
i used to try & stunt with the sh-t that they would lend me
sip henny, big facts i adapt where you send me
this, that, yeah we dippin tell the family

[hook]
barely get sleep, really only take quick naps
tryna score off the score, of course gotta flip that
listen to my words, that’s my word, don’t twist that
gave life the kiss of death, b-tch blew a kiss back
ya needed -ss-whoopins but only got your wrist slapped
so now you runnin round with the clowns & a b-tch act
who you kiddin? i ain’t kiddin, this a mismatch
gave life the kiss of death, b-tch blew a kiss back

[cgod]
pull up like kristaps, catch you in the crib slackin
got the code dog, i tap in & switch back
with my life on the line, yeah i could risk that

[verbal]
get inside of my mind, yeah i know you wish that
take a shot, swish that, of course it’s all water
kings across borders wanna marry off daughters
prince verb, dark robe, piff purp, spark gold
sniff blood, shark nose, live cursed, heart cold

[cgod]
drive slow, they lost hope, i can’t afford it
i could foresight to when i see the beam & bought it
delete that, i’m in control like steve nash
relapse on the weed pack, where i be at

[verb]
lower deck, i bleed that, the beast from the east b-tch
you seasick tryna ride the wave, stay sleepless

[cgod]
n-ggas stay sleepless, see the demons creepin
see the demons creepin…

[hook]
barely get sleep, really only take quick naps
tryna score off the score, of course gotta flip that
listen to my words, that’s my word, don’t twist that
gave life the kiss of death, b-tch blew a kiss back
ya needed -ss-whoopings but only got your wrist slapped
so now you runnin round with the clowns & a b-tch act
who you kiddin? i ain’t kiddin, this a mismatch
gave life the kiss of death, b-tch blew a kiss back

- verbal mcmahon lyrics

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