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letra de hut one, hut two - downtown

[chorus]
i said i’m packing all this heat and i feel like a machine
i’m packing all this heat and i feel like a machine
i’m packing all this heat and i feel like a machine
i feel like a machine, i feel like a machine
hut one, hut two, we ready for that war
hut one, hut two, we ready for that war
hut one, hut two, we ready for that war
we ready for that war, we ready for that war

[verse]
peace to all those that hope i succeed
with all of this dope, i’m like a seed
a little green is all i need
i’ve been at it since a teen
write a verse like a fiend
hold the mic til i bleed, (’til i bleed)
i held death’s hand watch you slip away
life is like a sculpture i’m chipping away
until i fit with the greats
did a show with mobb deep, didn’t meet ’em
did a show with joe budden, didn’t meet ’em
did a song with bizarre, didn’t meet ’em
yet i still get dap, i guess that i don’t need ’em
you can’t be ’em, gotta beat em
spit a verse then they clap, now they it’s gonorrhea
really it’s just ganja reefer, now they sayin’ mama mia
i’m built up from the feet up
always dope like re-up
yeah, i got a mean plug
hit your girl for the cheap rub
let her get her cheeks f-cked
while i’m in a g tux
and i got the e tucked
give me peace, love
i just need blood
can’t defeat us
we the g-yust
spray the doors of your prius
lift the seats up, see what he tucked
now i’m tree’d up
off the books like i’m beatnuts

[verse]
all of that hypocrisy and animosity
can’t let it bother
sp-ce in my head, and i can’t give them a squatter’s fee
honestly, it’s really only me that’s stopping me
i had way too many f-ck ups, and too many apologies
my father’s seed said the weakest thing is an apology
and fear is just a frogless leap
when i think about accomplishments i look to where my father be
but for me to succeed, yeah, that’s really all my father needs
so now i’m staying dedicated, never put the mic down
the time is right now to bomb and strike down
this trap sh-t is weak and you all look like clowns
and then you got these lyricists, at least that’s what they claim to be
holding loaded pens but don’t know where to aim the heat
and they diss you to get shine, fiona, do it shamelessly
just to get their names to be, next to mine, your neck is mine
you’re next in line, i bet your stars will never line, like federline
but i’mma be the next to shine, with better rhymes and clever time
it’s dt (aye)

[verse]
cop cars on fire, they’re holding up the pitchforks
meek mill locked, they’re wondering how to fix court
kevin gates locked, what’s this sh-t for?
each day all they ever did was give more
for the days that they were broke down and p-ss poor
now you wanna stifle that? you wish that you could live more?
that’s like a cop pulling over cops
that’s like a thot when she’s telling you to stop
one more word and this mics’ getting dropped
one call from the bro will get you wet up
f-ck the judge and the cop, i was set up
lil man’s nose bleed so it’s hard to keep his head up
from the city to the sh0r-, everybody do the same dance
on the road to riches, they’re handing you some breaks pads
but you don’t even break dance
who knew that jesus and the devil would’ve shaked hands?
i guarantee you they’re the same man
i back peddle cause i know he’s got a great plan
so raise a gl-ss for the fallen and the wounded
a lot of rappers playing tag, baby who’s it?
all love lost, baby this that mood muzik
i’m looking for a cupid, rest in peace phife dawg
and shout out q tip
for all the mc’s, i propose a toast
for all the lyricists that’s across the globe
it’s downtown, motherf-cker

- downtown

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