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yuri khedz - assassin's creed lyrics

[lyrics needed for moe’s verse]

i don’t care if people see how weak i am
rap’s my way of claimin’ every dang beat i have
i try to speak and map
some freakin’ raps
that’ll bring in cash
ain’t care ’bout the money but it’s funny
how the money
with a druggy
kinda life
would be better than a buggy as a ride
you love me? that’s a lie
you only love me for the hype
that’s around my name
you’re bl–dy from the
knife that i stuck in your face

matwareena shatartak
shed el sekeena el f dahrak
matgarab tedeena tasbeeta bl matwa
wareena tawseela twadeena lel 5amra

i ain’t the type to be robbing lyrics
or followin’ when ya wanna spit it
deliverin’ soggy rhythms
i don’t get why you would wanna fit in
wanna get in to the marajuana livin’
bought a bottle, sippin’
nah, i’m kiddin’
not the penguin, i prefer to hit them with some gotham riddles, ooh ooh

now tell me what the f-ck do you do
flung my arm right at you but it sunk and went through
i guess i’ma ghost, a f-ckin’ death ghoul
and yes i will sin, so call me deadpool

i’m god sent
comin to send u where biggie and pac went
i’m locked in
this constant cycle of being lost and
exhausted
grabbed my ego and then popped it
now i only focus on bein’ the top hottest
artist
comin’ from the bottom
comin’ with the keys to the jeep, go start it
moe will go bonkers
put on some g-eazy and grow fond of
the real elite, you know i’ma
real mc and honest-ly

my sins are so dramatic tallied up together so cinematic
but i can’t fathom how you spit wacker than what adam lukat did

since mcm had got it clippin’
i’m indifferent
still we go together workin’, livin’
stu all night and never
for a second did i stop and reckon if i’d hop and never make it what the plan would be

y’all make me f-ckin’ sick to my stomach di napoli

explain to me a logical reason why i can’t make it
if they make it if they post a pic naked
face it
rap has become the face of
shameless
motherf-ckers who are brainless
i hate it
i’m crazy

i show no mercy
the flow is dirty
so i get up and lit up a little torch to go see
but i float and hope the
place doesn’t go and know me
cuz i wanna be grown but lowkey
i don’t wanna stare at all the greats below me
i only
want the
lyrics in my songs to haunt the
minds of oldies
(hopefully)

i never wanna be a part of any single thing
that i want written but i spit it
regardless
knowin’ how i’m flowin’ ya would listen to my lyrics
when i deliver on a plate like an omlet;

beid

- yuri khedz lyrics

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