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letra de u can miss me - gibby stites

[chorus: jamie madrox]
yo the rhymes in my mind are always hard
never pretending to be anything but expressin’ my thought
no we’re nothin in death but that life was legit
and i ain’t stoppin so you can miss me with all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t

[verse 1: gibby stites]
woke up quick at like 3:02
long night writing rhymes mixing weed and brew
the boys in the hood always rolling up good
yea you already know what we gonna do
we spit truth not no fiction
underground rap’s my jurisdiction
i’m the judge, the executioner
so i’m deucing ya if we catch you slipping
show you what the game’s been missing
follow blueprints never lose the mission
miss me with all of that bullsh-t
i don’t even need another crucifixion
cruising down the street in my hooptie
juggalettes yelling “come scoop me!”
hopped off the highway on seven mile
got me feeling like i’m living in a movie
niss me with all of that bs dude
rhymes go back like a ps2
hear how we living and you see this too
you ain’t lived half the sh-t we been through
i ain’t spitting sh-t that i don’t live
lace them j’s up don’t trip
start appreciating all that we creating
stop tripping on the things that we don’t give
roll the windows down and let the alpine play
bumping new sh-t by majik ninja every day, ayy
johnny blaze i got the hottest hits
y’all be hating like a lotta bit
go ahead and quote me boy
why? ’cause i done said a lotta sh-t
[chorus: jamie madrox]
yo the rhymes in my mind are always hard
never pretending to be anything but expressin’ my thought
no we’re nothin in death but that life was legit
and i ain’t stoppin’ so you can miss me with all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t

[verse 2: boondox]
go on swerve and hit the curb yeah you can miss me b-tch
with all that tough talkin mouthin’ off with all that sh-t
i grab the sawed off cl!ck, now are ya gettin’ the message ?
some of y’all don’t f-ckin understand unless i’m gettin aggressive
hit like an antidepressant i have ya switchin’ emotions
went from p-ssed off to pleasant a little b-tch from ferocious
dear mary jesus and joseph when will these motherf-ckas get it
i keep pitchin underhand will one of the motherf-ckas hit it
ya hate me cause my paint is tatted on yo b-tches thigh
and she rub it while she rub it so ya wishin’ i would die
sh-t and i ain’t ever meet her i don’t even know her name
but if she got love for the heathen then i’m really glad she came
and you a motherf-ckin lame with all that hootin’ and hollerin’
i hear you say my name and i’ll be shootin ya car again
so miss me with the kiddie sh-t and all that chatter
let me check tha bio, i shoulda known ya was a rapper
[chorus: jamie madrox]
yo the rhymes in my mind are always hard
never pretending to be anything but expressin’ my thought
no we’re nothin in death but that life was legit
and i ain’t stoppin’ so you can miss me with all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t
you can you can miss me you can miss me all that sh-t

[verse 3: blaze ya dead homie]
yo all that bullsh-t is for them birds toss ’em weed seeds
fresh from a pound of brown reggies from the ’90s
certified original like candy paint on chevy doors
pancake on switches let them b-tches go and count the spokes
a hundred twenty off on them 22s
mashing thru white wall shoes diamond flake metallic blue
still rocking with them aks and m4s and desert eagles
putting m-th-f-ckaz on ice my aim is lethal
gone catch me in the regal busting out the sunroof
you f-cking with a legend the truth
200 proof absolute ethanol
take the chrome to ya jaw
bust open ya d-mn skull
right in front of the law
ain’t even playing can’t even hear a d-mn thing that you’re saying
miss me with that sh-t cause i’m deaf to all the hating
i’m oblivious to b-tches that ain’t close to my shine
miss me with that bullsh-t all you b-tches is dying

- gibby stites

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