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letra de #packwatch - 954mari

[intro]

(jitty!)
packwatch (ugh)
packwatch (ayy)
packwatch (ayy)
packwatch (ayy)
packwatch (ayy)
packwatch (ayy)
packwatch (ayy)
(sitting on the fence, you a bird ass n-gga)
(f-ck is you talkin’ ’bout?)

[verse 1]
boy yo momma didn’t tell you don’t argue with crazy n-ggas
don’t respond, that’s a smart move
she would rather you lather with chum
take a bath in some blood
and jump in a shark pool
you in big fish theory i’m ahab
every line got the cut of a harpoon
so who up for the challenge? i’m part cell
wrap and send him to kami in parcels
(ugh!)

[verse 2]
new pack, y’all on pack watch
scene hit harder than reagan in ’86
i’m doing antics in brand new lafrancés
i’m stepping in pumas
the king of this hating sh-t
this n-gga talk like a wannabe panther, so swamp boy putting him on the endangered list
even k!ll rappers on c’s, tangential
they all lineup at thе edge of my radius
(bow!)
[verse 3]

i’m zunesha in elеphant graveyard, give a f-ck if you moving with hyenas
pop the trunk, we gon’ see if you take charge n-gga
(bum!)
i should stop, i don’t wanna persuade harm
wrong crash have some neighbors with red pop up on me
not talking n-ggas from state farm
you a joker, to keep it a stack
never main shuffle, you serve as a place card
i hope you saved in that bad deal and yo only bags not on ya facecard
got me wondering which of y’all face screwed
you make up with a scrub that’s some bad face
even doctor miami can’t save you
really wonder which agent you owe money when we look at the n-ggas you pay dues
n-gga you need to work on your cost price
boy you f-cking around with the wrong pick
guess the fruits of your labor was not ripe
see yo skin in the game has spoiled rotten
look like n-ggas is handling raw tripe
run a drill if they fixing to drive scrus
turn the bit now the power is all mine
fake like they in the field but they don’t shoot
christiano i run against false nines
son of jesse if i fling the first stone
i’m ray lewis, eliminate all giants, n-gga
(bum!)
[verse 4]

tribe of judah, got blessings for top fives
told the armory i’m sick of bird shots
ask him “do y’all make bullets in god size?”
the whole sh-t smothered in madness
dump yo sackcloth, show you what sorrow is
and i don’t give a f-ck if you fasting
it ain’t sweet cause the niche that i’m rocking with
so don’t worry, i’m coming with caskets if they don’t got a genre to box you in
slave contracts cranking out soft sh-t
you in the studio working a cotton gin
yo lil’ waves been kicked the bucket
so now you just something i’m mopping the floor with
no gillette, won’t be faced with a close shave
black and deck him, we clearing yo whole sh-t
see a greavard when i’m hearing dog cry
hold a candle to who? n-gga dome lit
up a 30 on him in the night time
houndstone, i’m seeing a ghost b-tch
n-ggas know my body
i’m head and shoulders over this cat like sphinx, i’ll say it myself
i’m the new age annunaki, plotting like a pyramid scheme tryna build my health, my wealth
spitting mirages yo water wasn’t found so you watered it down, took a dive like phelps
lil’ 6 foot 5 waterboy on the side but yo label had you like a elf on the shelf
stand up
d-mn
you ‘posed to be great
i’m just tryna figure out how you dropped the patience but still outside tryna wait for a break
my n-gga
(talk!)

- 954mari

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