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letra de kamakazi monks - da$h

[verse 1: da$h]
i ain’t really write no raps since of recently
been locked up in my f-cking head like felons in the precinct
better than half of these n-gg-s favorites, f-ck is decent b-tch
the only time we speaking when i’m tryna get the neck
h’z in this motherf-cker show respect
still can’t figure why i’m right handed, i’m always going left
and the only time i wanna see your face is when you catch a breath
young and ruthless, since a toddler been a nuisance
and my sneakers they’re the newest, no i’m lying they’re the oldest
i don’t wear retros space jam soles the coldest, hold up
i need to know the name of weed in this blunt
you f-cking scrub at doing drugs, a f-cking dub ain’t enough
so i’m smoking on this blocka, listening to flocka
[?] the game, somebody call a doctor
every n-gg- out here swear that he toting a chopper
man i’m smacking these lil n-gg-s just like i was they mama
and you swear you puffing schama
well that’s reggie in that dutch, i get my sour on the cuff
fast money made men, i ain’t never roll with chumps
these n-gg-s partying at [?], i’m at sway drunk as f-ck
you stuck in a sweatbox, i’m with white b-tches doing b-mps
inhale on that charlie sheen
[?], hd
why your arm is green, you know i’m ’bout them bills be
i’m living for the thrill, throw the set-up if you feel me

[verse 2: retch]
h’z b-tch, ain’t nothing after
watching family guy [?], still a n-gg- laughing
yes, i’m high, i’m high, i’m nasa
screaming “free cash” like it’s faster
cause i only got my brothers in this world, i’m such a b-st-rd
such a misfit, getting shoes, but i’m knowing [?]
i spend most of my time trying different weed and b-tches
got served the other day, you b-tches trash, you smoking haze
we ain’t in the same lane, not even on the same page
you’s a b-m, you’s a dweeb, you’s a nerd, you’s a geek
in a pair of seven j’s, seven days you n-gg-s weak
like the weed in that poorly rolled dutchmaster blunt
you in the crib cuddling, i’m in the telly smashing sluts
with a cup full of henny and this b-tch twisting up
like the blunt in my hand, i completely forgot to puff
light it up, i’m soaring, polo ralph lauren
every single day, b-tch it never gets boring
blunt in my hand, getting stupid on the westside
nah, i ain’t riding in the best ride
no, the shit a hoopty, [?] my shit gucci
who he? nutty from uptown, full of loopy
’bout to take a slut in the cut, she was thinking movies
now she here giving me noggin, i’m rolling doobies
spitting shit you couldn’t even fabricate
b-tch you think i’m k!lling now, just wait until i graduate

- dah

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