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letra de behind barz (cypher) - chill-n-work

[verse: konsov]
curb stomp a gerbie today i admit it
lil p-ssy he buried in shade for a minute
they told me go bury the case so i did it
got hollows in thirties it aim for yo fitted
sniffin the soda that came from the kitchen
i’m mixin the dro with the caine and the piff and
i’m sippin’ the four i ain’t sayin’ i miss it
sippin’ the four i ain’t sayin’ i miss it
look
took another tab we ain’t passin’ out
nah
took another dab we ain’t maxin’ out
yah
took a line of e took it out the bean put it in the lean finna see who looting faster now
runnin in a dream, see a beam from a cop car
shawty toppy clean cause i seem like a rockstar
fleeing from the scene sayin’ sovy got a false start
tell me what it mean’ cause i kick ’em like its rock salt
[verse: chill-n-work: chill]
always rising up
cause i don’t wanna hit the bottom
drown all the pain every time i hit the bottle
i don’t wanna hear ur problems
cause i already got em’
24/7 365
leave em fallin’ like it’s autumn
and i hit em wit the hollow
and you hate me but you follow
that’s a hard pill to swallow
take it up the nose
let me know how it goes
if you catch these flows
then you been exposed

[verse: chill-n-work: work]
you all are soundin’ the same
you wanna be different
i’m not seein’ the change
d-mn
i guess u could say
i’m doin’ the same thing
but i don’t play
you come n the game
and you stay in ur lane
maybe i’m strange
i’ll give up the money
before i give up my name
bang
the shot of the gun
these rappers all claim
rain
when it comes down
we all feelin’ the pain
in the end
you’re a sinner or saint
winner or you ain’t
broke or ur paid
stuck n the middle
but u can’t get laid
that’s a bad day n a bad way
text a sad face
disappear to a new place
new sp-ce
new atmosphere
[verse: bwild]
let’s chop it up
yeah i’m the pied piper
follow me
to the city cypher
ballers skaters and bikers
i got bars like rikers
well-rested but i never sleep
down to ride like the new york streets
at the brooklyn banks with my peeps
still up laced up
playas gotta play to get the cake up
catch the bus
got a plug to meet
can’t feel my face
still k!lling the beat
always on time feeling fine
mind buzzing like a neon sign
yeah you know me
the guy you get behind
forming new lines
round the block like
every time
let’s chop it up

[verse: tice]
you don’t need to define yourself
all you need is a value check
look in the mirror evalua’ tech
decide what you will learn and refine your specs
chip in my neck the machine is on deck
what i’ve seen imma wreck, hold on gimme a sec
what you’ve seen is perfect, not obscene like i’m shrek
my eyes are between blue and black
got athen in my genes to god my mom’s a molech
they were offering me, now i’m all for respect
caffeine is the blood that i bleed
come and raid the canteen, hit the stu, and hit rec
spitting, i’m splitting, i’m spleen on track
glue that drip to my back
dude, i’m lean, i attack
see my crew get the sack
musically scr-w-ng your jack
[verse: inkling]
i do it real big cause i’m from texas
satellite dish subwoofers in the lexus
only weight i’m carrying is from the exes
my destiny tremendous like the west was manifested
catch me pullin up to the spot
not tryna talk i need you to stop
unless you got those deep hips that rock
the sweet lips that talk that je ne sais quoi
but i don’t think you do, man
you’re pretty mundane, no superhuman
jumping around me, got so hot, you’re fumin
bumping the wrong beat with the box of booming
oh no, you can’t stop me
low low entropy
i’m a solo entity
well known in these streets

- chill n work

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