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letra de it'z pressed fo' time - deala

[intro: henry gold]
henry gold x deala
let’s burst d beat down man! devil made me a beast now
let’s k!ll d beat

[1 verse: deala]
ain’t got much time to think ’bout some sh-t only act
don’t give a d-mn if the assh0l-s suppose it’s a sh-t but it’s a real fact
wanted to rob yo’ boss but you hadn’t stacked
no time to slack off but yo’ fat ass can’t handle, it wanna chill
if someone gonna harass my homies i will fill
the f-ckin’ clip with 7 bullets, guess what the f-ck is that, you will have a last meal
am actin’ like as usual, i just keep it real
for us it’s simple to cope with dat sh-t
work hard everyday to make tha real ol’ school hit
am ready all the time if you wanna competе
i’ll kick yo’ fat ass out on the m-th-f-ckin’ street
stop at a traffic light n start bangin’ on the crossroads
take from thе trunk n punch in yo’ face by the rods
neva talkin’ ’bout the total sh-t on the social media, ‘cuz it’z pressed fo’ time
assh0l- gonna bust a cap in yo’ f-ckin’ back n you’ll visit the doctor to align
that’s why you must stay in a house, dat’s the m-th-f-ckin’ sign
wake up early to do so much sh-t, ‘cuz it’s now or neva
stopped watchin’ f-ckin’ idiot box, ‘cuz they talkin’ ’bout whateva
that’s just a total m-th-f-ckin’ chatter
[chorus: henry gold, deala]
it’z time for me to bring back the old school
they know i love 2pac
the devil made me notorious
everything glorious, it’s obvious
it’z pressed fo’ time
so i drop fast anotha phat line
always don’t give a d-mn if dat sh-t ain’t fine
the main than is each rhyme in my mind

[2 verse: henry gold]
i told my n-ggas it’s pressed for time
’cause i put my life on d line and made the devil smile
i f-cking grew up, i f-cking screw up, got introduced
to the game with d pain
devil got me locked in this chain, huh! coming up as the hottest rapper from africa, i made it through america
still recall when i never own a car
got inspired by biggie smalls right now
i’ll never show no remorse
revenge is a must the rap game made me an animal
even biggie knows am phenomenal
my rap lines travels international
look at this i’ll never hurt you intentional, huh!
when am doing real, am riding real
all my n-ggas knows i just need that pill
i just want that zeal
henry gold! i made it real f-ck d new school! all old school sh-t! i do it real
n-gga why you act like a fool
’cause i got d tool
i’ve been in my home, n-gga am all alone doing real
in my studio, see my audio
f-ck d new school!
henry gold!
[chorus]

[3 verse: deala]
dropped this album in my borough
step to us just fo’ the h-ll of it, yo’ ass will acquire the m-th-f-ckin’ sorrow
got abused n went to snitch to yo’ f-ckin’ father
we will know it n just gonna smother
real hard m-th-f-ckas start to deplete
deala talkin’ ’bout yo’ f-ckin’ homies n b-tches, we would recommend ya to not compete
if you don’t prefer to live on the m-th-f-ckin’ street
b-tch wanna furiously gobble my d-ck
don’t interrupt her, ‘cuz you will do it instead of her ’till the feelin’ sick
get assembled with my homies n approach yo’ hut
if you are in there with yo’ b-tch, we really don’t give a m-th-f-ck
so, we start knockin’
no one answerin’ us, so f’real you just suckin’
bought some paper n my homies tuckin’
we break into dat sh-t n put yo’ ass in the shackle
wanna break dat sh-t down but it won’t be crackle
at that time ya start to strain n yo’ ass is dropped
should posse up much earlier to the bus lane, ‘cuz now you ain’t got time n we make yo’ fat ass get locked
let’s get back when we broke into yo’ m-th-f-ckin’ hizzle n begin to menace
we will extort our f-ckin’ snaps by the acute paper n make you playin’ ’till you can’t no more the f-ckin’ tennis

[outro: henry gold, deala]
yeah! going off!! yeah!
peace out n-gga
hope u love our sh-t! hope u love our cigar
take it down! we just made the hit
neva got the f-ckin’ time, so i’mma put the real sh-t down anytime
time is the main thang of mankind n dat’s real

- deala

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