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letra de better than you - jaysin the sin god

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(intro)
lil ced on the track
yammmmmm
b-tch
sin god!
(i ain’t the f-ckin same as the other guys man
for real bro i be down on my last motherf-cking leg man, tank on e
still be rollin’ up and doin’ me) yam!
(verse 1)
say i deserve to be in h-ll with satan (haha!)
when them cops all got shot, i f-ckin’ celebrated (woo!)
only people i been around is mostly felons lately
sounds crazy, but these bad guys turn to good fellas daily
in h-ll, they probably hate me
i go around decapitating all the perverts that molested babies
raping all the white men that k!lled the other races for enslavement
pimping out abusive fathers and husbands, i’m demanding a payment (b-tch!)
i really hope satan has f-ckin’ heard of jaysin
i’m the god of sin, he’s just living in my f-ckin’ bas-m-nt (sin god!)
fire, what i play with, i take it to the face break a pound down in my blunt dawg, i can f-ckin’ taste it (::coughs::)
this life is what you make it so you can build it basic
or you can build a bank and break it, buy a planet, in your own sp-ceship
my life’s movie and that motherf-cker x rated
acting cooly, but my friends hate it

(hook)
if i got hit quick and robbed for my loot
owed a plug every dollar multiplied times two
got bust with a pack , did the time and hid the truth
i’d still be doing better than you
(motherf-cker!)
if my homie f-cked my wife and my side b-tch too
if i got l!cked for my ice and beat down for my shoes
lied to by my brothers and told on by my dudes
i’d still be doing better than you
(motherf-cker!)

(verse 2)
i don’t know what he’s takin’
but he’s crazy
i never met him but i know i hate him
who jaysin? (who me?)
his music trash and i’m not hatin’
beat my girlfriend’s -ss cause she tried to play it while we dated (b-tch!)
c’mon bro, how can i make you that mad? (for real)
and why am i the one to blame for all the hate that you had?(p-ssy!)
and how come i play my music and people wave and they clap
but you sittin’ anxious in a wave cap way in the back
i look around and what i -n-lyze today is just sad
none of these b-tches had a mother and these dawgs ain’t have dads
now they abusive towards each other
they play p-ssy like pads
be all up in each other’s faces with the fakest of laughs

(hook)
if i got hit quick and robbed for my loot
owed a plug every dollar multiplied times two
got bust with a pack , did the time and hid the truth
i’d still be doing better than you
(motherf-cker!)
if my homie f-cked my wife and my side b-tch too
if i got l!cked for my ice and beat down for my shoes
lied to by my brothers and told on by my dudes
i’d still be doing better than you
(motherf-cker!)

- jaysin the sin god

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