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wade wilson - knockin' lyrics

[verse 1: wade wilson]
(inhales)
man i see right through ya’ll boys you’re laminated
if it’s you against i then you are terminated
this dream i contemplate it
if i have my chance to blow well then f-ck it i’m detonatin’
to much sh-t up on my brain i’m past the constipation
sick of all the waiting and wanting n-ggas to hate it
they say the sky’s the limit well f-ck it i guess i’ll take it
my sons gotta eat so n-gga i gotta make it
i need them presidents to change my residence
i k!ll my raps and the beats is the evidence
i’m oh so intelligent so please don’t tell me sh-t
i’m focused on my money so you boys is irrelevant
i’m k!lling this sh-t and they pray that i stop it
and for my son every week i make these deposits
and if i go broke well “what’s in your wallet”
and i’m staying in my lane ’till this game be demolished
focused on my grind i don’t like to rewind cause like john connor i’m ahead of my time
you stevie wonder n-gga
i’m starving and shining
the harder i go it’s the higher i climb
the games been called off
you’ll need a sawed-off
the boy wade wilson he will take on all ya’ll
let the beat breathe wilson let it breathe
and i’m stepping in the jungle with my heart on a sleeve
i know what i want but i don’t have what i need
but sh-t i’m just george watching out for a tree
liu kang kicking sh-t in different ways
when i’m thinking to my self “man that sh-t just be a maze”
but then i think again and i just be amazed
and if i miss them shots then at least you been grazed
catch me in the future riding in a “hardtop”
with a young dame that i swear leave your heart stopped
get up on your bread boy don’t you be a bumbaclot
when i’m on my tippy toes then i’m on my tippy top
pull out my sh-t and demand i get sloppy top
b-tch i’m in the stuu dropping bombs with lil’ guwop
i swear i’m too cold and i swear that i’m too hot
catch me in the kitchen cooking rap up with two pots
feeling like “brainiac” acting like a maniac
got bars like xanax
excuse me need a kleenex
borrow your wh0r- and use that ho for safe s-x
slamming in the paint as i scream out “we next!”
wilson up next n-gga bank that
if i see my chance you know a n-gga take that

b-tch!

- wade wilson lyrics

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