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letra de worry 'bout ya own (lupah phaiym remix) - beastmode warriors

[intro: lupah phaiym & slyzwicked]
lupah phaiym remix
slyzwicked, jp, insane loc
yeah, beastmode, check it, yo, uh

[verse 1: slyzwicked]
right off the top so i’m gonna put it like this
it’s all work and no play, the way i handle by biz
24/7-365 now that’s beastmode, feast mode, way we survive (uh)
we living that grind and hustle, that’s how we build our muscle
we got the ice in our veins, shout out to d russell
we spitting that high octane, we in our own lane
ain’t no question when you hear the name, we got that propane
i’m never worried about what the next man is doing
i’m busy focusing on mysеlf with the path that i’m choosing
i’m assuming and proving i’m gonna be k!lling the mic and using
wе keeping it real out here, this ain’t no faking music

[chorus: slyzwicked & jp tha hustler]
when them haters wanna buck but they never wanna walk tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when they all up in your biz and they don’t know what it is, tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when them haters wanna pause but they never wanna rock tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when they all up in your biz and they don’t know what it is, tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
[verse 2: jp tha hustler]
i’m on my hustle, got my focus, i’m a paper maker
outer sp-ce, shooting higher than a skyscr-per
i’m a risk taker, never stuck or staying still
and i’ma hit, make a beast until i get my k!ll
i’m trying to get my fill feasting on you lightweights
i’m getting in like a beastie boy, nice and sw-nk
we’re mad walking, you trash talking and hand jocking
you non-stopping the flip-flopping and you jizz-socking
i’m stephen hawking and steve jobs in the same body
why you talking to me? you just a n0body
i’m here to rock your party and elevate your mind
i wanna show you what it’s like when you on the grind
i’m educated and emulated and imitated
i’m replicated and simulated but never faded
i’m never satiated, tapeworm appetite
my hunger’s deep, i’ma k!ll it with a metal mic

[chorus: slyzwicked & jp tha hustler]
when them haters wanna buck but they never wanna walk tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when they all up in your biz and they don’t know what it is, tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when them haters wanna pause but they never wanna rock tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
when they all up in your biz and they don’t know what it is, tell ’em
worry about your own, worry about your own
[verse 3: insane loc]
when grown folks is talking, better shut the f-ck up
take yo ass to the kiddy table and finish yo lunch
i spit game for them hustlers, pimps, and the mac’s
them real go-getters out here moving them packs
keep your nose in your own biz, stay up out of mine
cause when you’re out of line then your life’s out of time
running like some bad brakes, no mistakes though
you late with the dough you’re laced with a halo
no fable, these streets been watching
any avenue a option, i’m plotting
focused on a caper to get the paper
erase a hater with a razor for a favor
howdy neighbor, make sure you keep your distance
you worry about your own, mind your d-mn business
in an instance i could make your blood bleed
insane loc motherf-cker, keep it sludgy

- beastmode warriors

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