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letra de front line - international mack

mack
ox what up
three fifteen
cusetown’s finest

(chorus)
you see me right on the front line
stay with the bl!cky just tuck mines
canons be bangin’ no drum line
eatin’ ya food like it’s lunchtime
violatin’ gotta dump mines
think it’s a joke here’s the punchline
all of my demons they love crime
but we still duckin’ the one time

you see me right on the front line
stay with the bl!cky just tuck mines
canons be bangin’ no drum line
eatin’ ya food like it’s lunchtime
violatin’ gotta dump mines
think it’s a joke here’s the punchline
all of my demons they love crime
but we still duckin’ the one time

(verse 1)
playin’ the field shooter be totin’ the steel he go bananas & peel
this ain’t no drill cross me he aimin’ to k!ll force you to write up ya’ will
5 star the meals party was up in the hills
i came through servin’ em pills
stackin’ up bills until we touchin’ them mills i might just skate to brazil
you know the deal i am the one with the sk!lls shorty be sayin’ i’m ill
f-ck how you feel they gave my brody a deal he used to move all them crillz
salute to the real he walked down all of them years, make sure that his bottles on chill
ridin’ around in that ghost
swear this sh-t gave me the chills
gold on my neck & my wrist & my grill, they see me shine in the night time
regis philbman rest in power to him pray i’m never runnin’ outta life lines
former business partners owe me bread, but it’s obvious i’m doin’ quite fine
smelled like bacon when you walked by f-ck a dirty pig we don’t like swine
in case you forgot, taking my team with me up to the top
patiently waitin’ until my next drop haters be hopin’ & prayin’ i flop
whippin’ the v, but we keepin’ it stock f-ck if she famous i’m shootin’ my shot
runnin’ up numbers we breakin’ the clock give you that smoke rest in peace to the pop
(chorus)
you see me right on the front line
stay with the bl!cky just tuck mines
canons be bangin’ no drum line
eatin’ ya food like it’s lunchtime
violatin’ gotta dump mines
think it’s a joke here’s the punchline
all of my demons they love crime
but we still duckin’ the one time

(verse 2)
front line when it’s time to go my street cred’ be on honor roll
the beat slid then i never fold still know secrets i never told
i can really rap i ain’t gotta troll bled to god won’t sell my soul
independent, but i got a loaf if he violate he gotta pay the toll
i’m wit some k!llers & i ain’t gotta bluff
100 bands just ain’t enough
josephine where we ran it up now i’m in a villa wit the ceiling up
if a n-gga layin’ then a n-gga f-cked
this a blessin’ this ain’t no luck
go pass or go cuff it up if a n-gga smash then her n-gga f-cked
(aye aye) come & get lit with a star his jewelry different than ours
(yeah yeah) no you can’t smoke in the v bro got a brick in the car
(nah nah) baby don’t fall for the hype he not what he said that he on
(no no) i’m really in love with the rap, but trappin’ it made me a star
yeah shooter with me that’s a southpaw
pull up on you that’s a house call
if he air it out i bet he clear it out
i told you not to run your mouth wrong
told you i could get you knocked off, but you f-cked around & got the cops called
the sad thing is only point you made is proving n-ggas that you not hard
(chorus)
you see me right on the front line
stay with the bl!cky just tuck mines
canons be bangin’ no drum line
eatin’ ya food like it’s lunchtime
violatin’ gotta dump mines
think it’s a joke here’s the punchline
all of my demons they love crime
but we still duckin’ the one time

yeah
eastwood
north side
worldwide
you know the vibes

- international mack

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