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letra de show ya self - immij nos

[intro]
what’chu talkin’ ’bout waldo willis?

[verse: 1]
allow me to reintroduce myself
it’s the big homie from the show-me state
n-ggas been phony if you gon’ be fake
then you don’t know me and we won’t relate
f-ck out my face
ain’t in the mood for this sh-t
runnin’ your mouth but ain’t movin’ a bit
n-ggas be throwin’ a fit when they lose and quit
terrible two’s and sh-t (but i)
i promised that i wouldn’t let ’em get to me
but i just can’t take it i just ain’t fake
they talk and it don’t mean sh-t to me
if our history is pistol pete behind the back
stay out my lane
if i told you once, then i told you 10 times
the consequences are all the same
if you fan the flames when you play with fire
you will get burned
it’s sink or swim and your swimmin’
with a hand full of worms
it’s sink or swim and your swimmin’
with a school of sharks
i hope you’re ready to run
you better be on your mark
’cause everybody i talk to is an expert
they got me lookin’ so many ways my neck hurts
a little razzle dazzle ’til the check clears
then turn into landrovers and jetskiiers
sick and tired of spectatin’ and second guessin’
knowin’ i should be movin’ and never steppin’
only lesson i’m learnin’ is that you and i
never die when we get sent flyin’ through the sky
it’s suicide when i shoot for the stars
i’m aiming higher than tech n9ne
this is for rappers who sleepin’ on bars
this is that put ’em to bed time
give me a second to pray for ’em jesus
give me a minute to pray more
let ’em all think that they’re royalty
and let their loyalties lie like claymores

[chorus]
who you with? who you with? (oh)
who you with? who you with? never make me question
who you with? who you with? (no)
common sense fraudulent n-ggas get to steppin’
who you with? who you with? (oh)
who you with? who you with? never make me question
who you with? who you with? (no)
common sense fraudulent n-ggas get to steppin’

[verse: 2]
it’s such a midwestern gesture
to come for your head swingin’ sword and scepter
from lesson to lecture
keep thinking that i’ll lessen the specter
no mercy like wcw/ nwo you can’t hurt me
i’m fresh to death
but you’re deaf and ain’t heard thee
still hit with the third degree
with an urgency of emergency
be a burden and you might see a purge in me
n-ggas who wanna try to pull a burglary
get hit with a quick leg sweep
no jokin’ and it’s open says me
alakazam faced with the tragic magic of a broken smokescreen
i see through it all
winter to summer to fall
waitin’ to spring into action
a classic case of mistaken identity
all of my enemies plottin’ with synergy
waiting for me to enter the vicinity
but my potential is greater than kinetic energy
lost all my faith in humanity
pushed to the limit my sanity
is in decline, but i would be lyin’
if i said that i gave [deleted profanity]

- immij nos

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