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yarden - crumbs lyrics

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shut up and listen when i rap
lyrics ensnare n-ggas, that’s why they call it trap
your girl’s hands busy, that’s why her booty clap
talking bout the sh-t that you do, n-gga this really sad
coz your righteousness to me, is like a filthy rag
trying to act like they jesus… tryna bring me back
i’m dead to n-ggas, so better live with that
i’m k!lling anyone in my lane, hope you keeping track
keeping track of everything i say
mehn i’m on the way
to murder rappers like im getting paid
yeah, it’s f-cking great
to spit bars than chocolate
make this early rappers late
and k!ll beats and be “oh sorry, dr dre”

you n-ggas breaking hearts, and i’m here breaking record
always been number one, only my clock can give me. seconds
im the only rapper who don’t fw fake rappers f-cking f-ggots
, i hope you n-ggas get this f-cking sermon

n-gga,sit your -ss down
can’t you see im speaking
you can’t top bars
f-ck where ever you been drinking
no relationship with these n-ggas
or that sh-t be prolly sinking
i ain’t got time for yall
bout to blow, listen it’s ticking ticking

lines longer than your bloods
i yarden line equates to all your songs
youre good but not good enough
you like my bank statement “insufficient funds”

murdering rappers
leaving their carc-ss
right on they mattress
just gimme an address
something that matters
all of these rappers
are babies on diapers
they run out ideas

tired of rappers
these mumble rappers
thinking they got the touch
n-gga you ain’t no f-cking midas
after this, i expect you to be silent
keep your career, like a cemetery
peace and quiet
lemme feast on these n-ggas like i’m on a diet
i’ma feed you the crumbs, servants

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