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letra de dirt - ar immortal

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yeah… yeah… uh!

i really come up from dirt! (uh!)
straight from the heart of the earth (uh!)

had me no rarri to skurrt (uh!)
i ain’t rockin’ no designer shirts (nah!)

keep it a buck i crawled from the mudd
dodged a few slugs (yeah, yeah!)

buildin’ these chips
stackin’ em up i ain’t spendin’ on nothin’
b-tch are you dumb?

i really come up from dirt! (uh!)
straight from the heart of the earth (uh!)

had me no rarri to skurrt (uh!)
i ain’t rockin’ no designer shirts (nah!)

keep it a buck i crawled from the mudd
dodged a few slugs (yeah, yeah!)

buildin’ these chips
stackin’ em up i ain’t spendin’ on nothin’
b-tch are you dumb?
i done seen a couple dark places
feens smokin’ in them staircases

n-ggas shot over funk fakin’
b-tches creepin’ while you money makin’

dont pull that grip if you pump fakin’
say it’s all love in yo’ eyes hatred

stay fly and my style basic
why you waitin’ for them validation

pop me a pill to escape the matrix
y’all stuck in stasis

i hate the fake sh-t
i ain’t here for playin’

bass bangin’ till we break the bas-m-nt
tunnel vision cus i’m chasin’ greatness

save ya breath and what the f-ck you sayin’
leave the mic blazin’ like satan laid it
get them bombs ready up at flexes station (uh! uh!)

i really come up from dirt! (uh!)
straight from the heart of the earth (uh!)
had me no rarri to skurrt (uh!)
i ain’t rockin’ no designer shirts (nah!)

keep it a buck i crawled from the mudd
dodged a few slugs (yeah, yeah!)

buildin’ these chips
stackin’ em up i ain’t spendin’ on nothin’
b-tch are you dumb?

i really come up from dirt! (uh!)
straight from the heart of the earth (uh!)

had me no rarri to skurrt (uh!)
i ain’t rockin’ no designer shirts (nah!)

keep it a buck i crawled from the mudd
dodged a few slugs (yeah, yeah!)

buildin’ these chips
stackin’ em up i ain’t spendin’ on nothin’
b-tch are you dumb?

qb vernon
weed we burnin’
ven aqui
baby don’t be nervous

she be squirtin’
fiji works n p-ssy purrin’
talk that sh-t now!
tell me whats ya purpose?
on the block pumpin’ puttin’ work in
on the stage spittin’ thou i’m nervous

i
put these n-ggas where the dirt is
all these bodies make the earth shift
roll a gotti make my soul lift

no chrome grips
all black b-tch witch a mean kick like shawn michaels
she off the bean rollin’ like a bike do
acid trips , seeing colors drip
feelin’ time skip
gotta break this cycle

eyes shut thou they wide
don’t believe in tv lies

they designed to blind you
imma different high
wit’ a different vibe

walk the same streets seeing different skies
know the hunger pains
so i really grind
spill my soul out every time

i
step in the booth
ar and you know i’m the truth
k!llin’ this sh-t since in my youth

i really come up from dirt! (uh!)
straight from the heart of the earth (uh!)

had me no rarri to skurrt (uh!)
i ain’t rockin’ no designer shirts (nah!)

keep it a buck i crawled from the mudd
dodged a few slugs (yeah, yeah!)

buildin’ these chips
stackin’ em up i ain’t spendin’ on nothin’
b-tch are you dumb?

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