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letra de chessmaster - chester watson

[verse 1: chester watson]
yeah, lately there a lot of things going on in my life
that keep my head from meeting the pillow on lonely nights
only tempted to slit my wrists if i’m near a golden knife
and i got so high that i forgot my fear of open nights
now i’m on a cliff, barrel full of beer, couple sprites, cup of oj
got these chicks kissing like they was nice, doubt it
now we’re buying the city, i’d rather buy a mountain
buy some tnt, blow that sh-t up and build a cave
i’m in tune with my youth like i found the fountain
and i barely tie my shoes so f-ck what you say
and my whole d-mn crew some type of monsters
whenever we together, j-panese parade
jun-ji and moon-ji got me like i copped the sponsor
told my girl i really talk to groupies at the concerts
told them they can go show they b00bies to my entourage
and their energy is getting to me make my mind up

[hook: chester watson]
every time i go on stage i got to turn the lights down
sometimes i cop anxiety please turn the lights down
i said that every time i go on stage i got to turn the lights down
sometimes i cop anxiety please turn the lights down

[verse 2: kent loon]
i can show you how to make a couple witches want
3-0-5 i’m chilling higher eight fold like a don
i can never trust you like i never trust your drugs
she like how i [?]
roll it up, stack it up, all these loons, i’m in love
pull it up, switching lanes, high as f-ck boy i might go buy a plane
took you to the water but i can not make you drink it
i got money murder music they gon’ pay me if i say this
every time i be inside her she hit notes like she a singer
i can never be a groupie give a f-ck about a thing
i remember all the times you told me i would never be sh-t
i was ridin’, busin’, flexin’ and if you need it i got eight
p-ssy boy filled with hate, blowing smoke all in they face
f-ck around going super sayian i might get married at the bank
young boys getting what he earned, you k!lled me my [?]
thirty-five b-tches on my line but i cut my phone service
i don’t care my [?], look back and i [?]
f-ck it up, f-ck a double ah, triple up and just go down

- chester watson

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