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xwenty - no piece lyrics

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[intro]

aw d-mn
b-tch i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
i can feel it’s name
callin’ on my soul, ring

i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
full plate and hungry
callin’ on a—

[verse 1]

if your got eye on me
entirely
better check the io3s
don’t fly by the ‘pportunity

and if you don’t, ahem
you better never, you see
i don’t take to fakes
them ties i sever, truly

i can be more clever
than you have antic-p-ted
had my own endeavors
better watch yo statements

stackin’, affording
i’m rackin’ some backings for me
trackin’, recording
i’m masterin’ some bangers and beats

focused on myself this year
i done played the underdog my whole career
i’ve been a very good sport, haven’t i, so far?
used and abused, now i’mma set the bar

my flows the realest
i’m dope, no dealin’
what else they need?
i’m here to sprout then out my seeds

like i’m nuttin’ in a hoe
and with that hoe i’m tillin’ soil
raise the next generation
y’all better praise the toil

[hook]

b-tch i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
i can feel it’s name
callin’ on my soul, ring

i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
full plate and hungry
callin’ on a sole ring

[verse 2]

wish i had a bedpan to p-ss in
cause of how sickened i am
the scene just crammin’ in shams
scammin’ the auditions

not just rap and religion
media’s mission, instillin’ visions
causin’ divisions
with fiction, godd-mn

the friction with all that and my brain
really do be causin’ me all these migraines

that’s interfering with my grain, my daily bread
half a loaf is better than none, i’m gon’ move ahead

hungry like it’s ramadan
they must think i’m the bomb
must be, huh? they pulled
my mom aside in madrid

same happened to my dad
instead
was in the us
but we don’t stress, we out this b-tch

[hook]

b-tch i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
i can feel it’s name
callin’ on my soul, ring

i don’t want no piece
i want the whole thing
full plate and hungry
callin’ on a sole ring

[verse 3]

my god i’m illin’
amoxicillin
for those who ain’t
got no hearin’
still judge, no peers in
no fair case

the plot still thickens
no loans, no quickens
no jokes, mcchickens
blueprint not stickin’
b-tch, f-ck players hate

[outro]

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