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letra de cult sag, pt. 3 - black josh

[verse 1 – black josh]
don’t worry how i’m spending my time, just watch the bills you pay
you said you’re selling buds on your line, i bet it wilts away
i’ll rob it, sell it back up in price, and make you think you’re safe
of course, they brought their arms to the fight, you said you built the same
the plug got me charged and he didn’t even charge me
got a pack for my chargey, last to the party
i’ve been taxing the charlie with charlie then calmly left out with carly
she knows that i’m in love with the chase but i’m too proud to beg
don’t be trying to get on my wave, just know i’m out your dеpth
me and you cannot be the samе, i can’t run out of sweg
doing this since back in the day, i’m on my rounds again

[verse 2 – milkavelli]
ayy blowing up in your face i lit the powder keg
oh what a wonderful day i’m in the flower bed
all this fan mail through the post made my house a mess
all these letters read in a row f-cking alphabet
please don’t step on my toe i’m the alpha male
in madrid playing some golf like i’m gareth bale
oh how merry we go, around the carousel
better the devil you know from the county h-ll
still weighing the situation up, without a scale
know i ain’t baiting it up i ain’t no tattle tale
exercise day with the cult, on the mountain trail
full north face in the snow without the outer sh-ll
[chorus – bethegun]
creep, creep creeping in the…
jeep jeep jeep there go the…
i hit the…
gun, gun driving down the… didn’t see me now
deep, deep, deep i’m undercover
they can’t even keep up with me at the top
see me in the highway moving quickly like
there he goes the… gun, i’ve been the

[verse 4 – lee scott]
yeah, frivolous money on the continent
i heard you dissing us, took it as a compliment
i’m the sh-t, you’re just talking it
if i speak highly of you, it’s the lowest form of wit
i’m sick and i mean it literally
the middle ground’s my jurisdiction now i don’t agree to disagree
now you can work for the man or shift his key
i ignored me destiny like it was trying to get some sh-t for free
i’d love to say if i can so can you
but living on the edge is something only goats can do
you’re in the presence of the chosen few
if i took the spoils before the victory, it’d be overdue

[verse 5 – stinkin slumrok]
oh, back there on top of the roof, kicking the towel in
slummy peppered your the auntie and she asked for dinner
told her that there’s pudding in her sh-t fish fingers
jesus, why you gotta put me in this cult of sinners?
billing up with the cronies, giving these – splinters
so in my head, i was so so, so i be f-cking up winter
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chilling out with your b, i’m chilling out with your sisters
p-ssyole pay my fee i need some sh-t in my system
man, i’m gonna get my brain, yo slummy gonna get that wisdom
my d-ck is in ondelay, my strike is in prime position
you know it ain’t going my way
i don’t know what the f-ck they thinking
[chorus – bethegun]
creep, creep creeping in the…
jeep jeep jeep there go the…
i hit the…
gun, gun driving down the… didn’t see me now
deep, deep, deep i’m undercover
they can’t even keep up with me at the top
see me in the highway moving quickly like
there he goes the… gun, i’ve been the

[verse 6 – tony broke]
come here la, come and have a go
i swing my axe like a tomahawk navajo
jack your rims while you’re cruising past me slow
painted houses scouse rap michelangelo
don’t wanna hear it, put the money in the bag and go
tally ho, you get buried under me patio
trevor jordache you for your cash in no mask
what you gonna do about it, lad?
notten!

[verse 7 – bisk]
yeah, i flatlined the job
job said i’m still alive
pull my d-ck out so that you can see my better side
my eyes blinking but i’m dead inside
i set the bar
lad f-ck the positivity, i’m here to dead the vibe
hold the door for your girl, i slam it in your face
make you reacquainted with jesus like you was murder mase
smile and tell you that i heard your tape, i really ain’t
i’ve been in grave while i’m dead, they turn me to a saint
[verse 8 – bill shakes]
if you see me on it with josh, i’m probably out me face
you think you was a man in your day, you ain’t been out with shakes
pushing weight, never out of shape
never hammered a k but stuffed my snout with flake
suck lemons, leave a sour taste
jack bauer, 24 hours late
herb dean put you to sleep
you’re a moby d-ckhead stuck out at sea
in abit!

- black josh

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