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letra de ny state of mind - 38 spesh

[intro: rj payne]
uh, trust gang, huh?
rj payne in this motherf-cker
38, what’s goodie?
ché noir, bsf gang, huh?
gxfr, check this sh-t out

[verse 1: rj payne]
look, lost boys, but i was never peter pan
joey crack, my cocaine is joey pellegrino tan
lucifer in the flesh, hold h-ll in either hand
fred flintstone chopper, tell dino boy to dance
i wage war when i’m paid more
word to ché noir, this the cancer, the stage 4
b-tch, i had the waves since my days in bay shore
12-shot gauge, kickback got my leg sore
this payne, n-gga, this how the trust work
i told spesh i’ll k!ll a rat before a pound a loud in a trust shirt
they told me talk second and bust first
you in the club busting bottles, i’ll bust your head ’til the blood burst
mc with the hammer, sh-t is extra legit
could have murdered a 24, but i kept it a diss
infrared on the desert eagle, don’t expect it to miss
and don’t call my f-ckin’ phone if it’s less than a brick
it’s payne
[verse 2: ché noir]
yo, i’m not a flashy type of chick, i’m too rugged to date a rapper
or these bum-ass n-ggas that y’all b-tches be chasing after
dropped [?], i ain’t making it safe for rappers
filled up the shoes and used my shoelaces to hang a rapper
y’all let a female rapper come and change up the rules
from the school of hard knocks, yeah, my grades was the proof
real life is just something they can’t explain in a school
i had to mature off the pain, that’s something age couldn’t do
it’s a message in my raps that connect to the people
you know the ones from the hood with p-ssy beds and needles
or the ones on the corner trying to stretch some kilos
toss bricks at the fiends like craig did deebo
what the f-ck these rappers famous for? it can’t be the music
got a team full of soldiers and they can’t be recruited
i heard sleep was the cousin of death, don’t sleep on me
this pistol gon’ turn this b-tch into a family reunion, facts

[outro: 38 spesh]
huh, i’d like to welcome y’all, to the year 1994
huh, you know, back when lyrics mattered
you know’m sayin’?
huh, we coming to put an end to all that bullsh-t
y’all n-ggas better step y’all motherf-ckin’ bars up
nah mean? trust, huh, huh

- 38 spesh

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