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letra de windows remix - down6

[verse]
ridin’ with the homie slum inside the 919
i had, like, quite the f-ckin’ day, i pack some green into the pipe
you ain’t no menace with your sentences, behead you off a sedative
equipped to take my medicine, but i skip it every morning
nine millimeter, the thugs afraid of the gore? yo’ b-tch
bouncin’ on my d-ck with a mangled face and some crusty lips
sn-tched up off the street, livin’ in my shed, scare you ’til you p-ss
slicin’ her f-ckin’ face open, drink the blood as it come and drips
poppin’ the perc and forgettin’ what’s dead in me
sip on the jack, it’s the deadliest remedy
castin’ a shade over infinite enemies
k!ll ’em on block with a glock in the hand
i been coppin’ the bodies when burnin’ the rubber
they lockin’ the prophet inside of the gutter
i’m crawlin’ around and i’m makin’ ’em shutter
i fall on the ground when i’m tweaking on xans
i look out the window with grace in the soul
when i’m tappin’ the ash of the cig in the tray
taking that wrap and i’m l!ckin’ the end
i’m rollin’ a spliff, what a hittable j
h-ll of a breeze in the woods, i been trippin’ so hard
i puff on the dart, the murder will start, i’m doin’ it harsh
only be leavin’ a mark when they diss the name
fell in the pit of my love for the music
and no one is pulling me out of it
deep in the studio time when i’m puffin’ this blunt
i been stuck in the middle and tuckin’ the strap and k!llin’ everyone
petty ones, they let the sun overshine ’em in every image
not a soul in this world was the one to f-ckin’ hand me b-tches
not even a bit of truth living up in this land of snitches
even if we movin’ through sneakily for atlanta business
with yo’ kinfolk, at the windows
homeboy peaked in past like crescendos
better get low like it’s limbo
when you hear the lead smash in yo’ living room
smokin’ green by the window, just to nurture wounds
an obscene b-tch, twisted like a rubik’s cube, i solve ’em
sinner living, the scythe sicker, it slice hoes
what ill narratives down and out when six glows
read carelessly, bare to see, you don’t compare to me
face the bear in ring and a slash will leave you perishing bro

- down6

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