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letra de the 7th letter - b3ric

chorus:
shh, gotta be quiet
don’t talk cuz i ain’t gonna buy it
i won’t deny it we aren’t alike
a ridah riding around on-a bike
gotta keep moving or the grave is where i be
we the 7th letter a motherf-cking g

verse 1:
don’t come up on me expecting you to front
i’ll smoke ya ass easy, its a blunt
outside of ya nearest burger joint
after i get my aim on its point
your ground beef and any beef is gone
dropping your body in a lake before dawn
it’s impossible to stop this obstacle
cuz after i pop you’ll drop like an icicle
it’s a shame how quickly they go after they came
you can’t even take me out i’m stayin’ in the game
b-tch it’s hard to k!ll me like i’m castro
what’s my laughs foh 638 attempts yous the last hoe
that would try to take me out of my class foh
so why leave your house, and enter my blast flow
while getting straight cash in the form of a dollar
world on the line i shoot like iguodola

you think you be causing any kind of ruckus
same motherf-cker playing limbo tryna duck us

verse 2:
don’t say my name to try an’ test me
working til the day god decides he’s gonna bless me
and my art will be at the top of all of the chart
won’t cease it won’t be easy but i gotta keep my heart
on my way up, can’t trust any suspicious figure
the ones who will be on my side just to pull a trigger
like that dude in the elementary school in texas
we are going no where when we be arguing on what s-x is
some adult never quite had a father
and they resort never give life any sort of bother
you could do anything else to contribute to our growth
some vibe talkin’ bout k!lling but hate death why be both
for g’s it’s either die or make somebody die
makes me wonder why we try with nothing to try-
-for rolling on the block feeling that writers block
ain’t got enough time til we gonna get the glock

verse 3:
they shall know better
for i am known and am the 7th letter
1 of you is 10 of me when you are my enemy
cuz you would be wrong if you thought no one is into me
got people hating me so it’s time to get a raise
out these coward motherf-ckers i gotta despise
feeling like i have became a phoenix
and add ice in my veins cold blooded rep the triple six
on them tricks pulling out the rabbit lies it’s all cap
so i don’t trust ‘em, hit that hit an’ run then go rap
acting like i didn’t just get some of that p-ssy for a while
i come in to work on my game wit’ my own style
better than the best around i be f-cking wit’ p-town
and the cru they don’t know i be in they neck make em drown
all of these people saying they be real great rappers
with nursery rhymes while i awake all these real nappers

they ain’t even real g’s just being gangsta actors
i ain’t either admit it unlike f-ckers throwing signs wit’ tractors
people are always going to be f-cked in the head
and it’ll just result in more being dead

- b3ric

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