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letra de white noise (ft. norff, 12digits, 69erras) - gee mak

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matrix on the grind

gee mak:
my feet on my head
feel like i’m caught one step ahead of myself
and you can tell when you look at me, you can just tell
i’m only 18 and i want to be the best
running through b-tches but still fighting, trying not to be forgotten
and i feel at times like i’m stuck in the lead
i let them ambush me
and in the end, i’m gonna win
and i know if they challenge it that i’ll answer it ‘cuz i only travel by my side with my stick
i am a young n-gga, young n-gga
feel like i’m off toe
feel like one day, i’m-a take off
take off my sh-t and the blues, yeah
it’ll happen, like color changing for leaves, yeah
we got the stu, we got the sk!lls
and if you outside the palace
shut the f-ck up, and listen to me
yeah

69erras:
baby, i’m chopped up, ready to fly
i’m in the city, i finished the fight
begging and building, coming for what’s mine
hand it over less you wanna get slapped
yeah i wanna blow up, marijuana
drunk n-gga, high n-gga, let’s get it twisted
f-ck up the tour, f-cked every hour
and i’m heading overseas like they’re sending corona
i don’t want to do this but i work for the moola
and if you disagree, i don’t need any judgement
you f-ck with me, then you down for disaster
keep buckled in this ride, man norff, he outh
and gee mak, he’s a f-cking wrestler
12digits, he’s a f-cking player
matrix on the grind

norff:
for my girl
if it’s too heavy
we can press pause
h-ll will touch the mind
and engrain
lots of dying
on the meals
we can see
any life

in my big beamer, in my possession
i pause at too loud, leave your b-tch ass in house
i may be big mouthed, but not like your woman, roast beef
and if you feel what we saying, pay us
because we traumatized tryin’ get out
and i swear for the rest of your life
in your mind, i’ll blow it up
walking g, don’t get sleepy
and i’m ready to lift that mask
talk to treyvon, how you been?
how’s god?
f-ck them streets
they can’t see a man as a good person
i’m evil, bad because my god d-mn flesh
yeah, yeah
for real
i’m the bad thing
heaven told me pop off
in heaven, i’m rich
12digits/(69erras):
sp-ce out
feeling my stick ups, hitting her face now she hiccup
i’m on my feet, i’m a kicker
i’m a winner, off of that liquor (yeah)
listen to my sh-t, now i’m bigger
speaking my sh-t and n0body want to breathe out
(hand me the pistol, i’m dope as sh-t
and if you don’t, just know, i’m gonna get this kid)
stretching me p-ssy for dinner
i’m a giver, f-ck it up
still hot, need a freezer
i got six speeders
my woman want mine, so i get by
being fly high, and i’m eager
to not stop sleeping alone, i’m bitter
i take what i can get, she likes it, so i’m a beater
the world’s f-cked up, i’m blaming gina
(and if you looking for the nook, find me
i’ve lit the room up with a book and rhyme and i do
whatever must be done in order for audience to push)

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