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letra de ain't going out - bukshot and turncoat dirty

[verse 1: crucifix]
coming out the slum since the hoodlum
swinging the hatchet and all you come
some middle-fingers to the sky (the sky)
and hope to god for the og about to fly (fly)
i can’t crow
steady scheming on a dream that’s seeking meaning while i’m leaning like a dirty politician on a demon clinton
if you talking then you bullsh-tting
and rappers slept on dirty dan he was spitting
my wallet tell ya i’m a bad muf-cka (muf-cka)
i be the man, boxed spirit i don’t see this color
i just do what i do i don’t play boy (boy)
and you, you a different hugh, you a playboy (boy)
i came up believing, knee is deep in the bleeding to keep ’em they bop us
the culture many for more than me brеathing i’m seeing this to sin to k!ll a man
but for you mumble rappers god might understand

[chorus: demi demaree & bukshot]
wе ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
[verse 2: bukshot]
i done told you i’m not the one, kingpin
run up on you with a gun
make ’em bleed, i’m here to take bets
collect debts and i’m here to make threats
took a break now i’m back on the block
loyal to the mob and i can’t be bought
leave no trace so i can’t be caught
you can never take a gain back we fought
hands covered in mud
you can never hide a face splattered in blood
did by dirt, made my own plugs
don’t forget a face when they show no love
before i confess my sins
give a little lesson i call revenge
on this journey we’ve come to the end
bring pain and i’m not yo friend

[chorus: demi demaree & bukshot]
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out like that
we ain’t going out
[verse 3: turncoat dirty]
murder murder murder, k!ll k!ll k!ll
i ain’t going out until the last drop spill
blood on my hands and flesh in my grill
ask the last guy that try to test my will
they wanna see me panic in dramatic kind of fashion
but i just got a habit of erratic manic slashing
eyes on the prize be the last one to fall
listen to their cries, heathens, got ’em all
f-cking with a monster, just made a mistake
it’s been a little minute since the last time i ate
charging like a bull when they open the gate
naw, i ain’t ever full so i’m l!cking the plate
so many think i’m playing when i’m saying “don’t try me”
and i just say a prayer and that these haters wanna fight me
i’m feeling irritated, go on scratch the itch
but i ain’t going out like a b-tch, b-tch

- bukshot and turncoat dirty

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