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letra de too lit for the intro - h.i.m, the sage

{verse 1}
1 shot 2 shot 3 shot four
spit these bars with the drink i pour
treat this beat like a pitch i score
pop this seal pour it up, i soar
better come strapped homey this means war
got a vest and a tec, with a bomb c4
‘fore you come at me n-gg- please be sure
no games, real sh-t mehn i’ll leave you sore
got the power like i’m james saint patrick
bars, flow, rhymes mehn i’m bout to pull a hat trick
in a hotel with a drink and a bad b-tch
get too lit she might do it p-rnographic
claim she catholic , b–bs like plastic, grab my tactics, feeling ecstatic, off with the fabric, bout to make magic, d-ck with a full clip semi automatic
it’s ridiculous , when i’m spitting it’s venomous, and they know i’m benevelous, feeding rappers i’m generous, do this sh-t with some eloquence , don’t you test my intelligence, it’s evident, i’m your eminence, your highness, your president
and the stu is my residence, what you ask is irrelevant, been a god i knew ever since, and this music is pertinent , gotta give it my full percent, way too high i need to decent, to be known is the true intent….

{chorus}
too lit, better not touch my sh-t
too lit, mehn i just copped that whip
too lit, better not touch my b-tch
too lit, new chain just watch my drip ( x 2)

{verse 2}
too lit, lemme just catch my breath
you ain’t ever heard about the sage i bet
whenever i get upon the stage i get
way too hype man i lose my sense
ypszn i got too tense
had to take a breath at the back of the tent
felt week at the knees at the same time blessed
triple v put me on, we got love till death
overcome the obstacles
push through we do the impossible
too sweet man you n-gg-s like popsicles
way up mehn im feeling unstoppable
good greens, man i’m all about my vegetables
take one then i get comfortable….
lemme take it back to the basics, face it, legendary you cannot erase it, trace it, back like i’m neo in the matrix, wasted, brought two pills lemme taste it, place it on my tounge, weed lemme lace it, braces with the ice cold now you lay sick, sp-ces left to fill best is what they seek, races, on the lane watch till i make it
graveyard shifts, imma work to death, just come correct, before you approach the best, i slit your necks, i’m done now it’s thank you, next, i pack a vest, a nine with a loaded tech, i came to wreck, these boys be like what the heck, leave nothing left, but y’all better go to check, i cash a cheque, then dip just before i get some nasty s-x, i’m gone be back in a sec!

{chorus}

- h i m the sage

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