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letra de no hell - jered sanders

[verse 1]
yeah, ain’t it funny how your haters never satisfied
that’s ’til you hungry and your paper never actualize
or when you bummy and your favor never magnify
then they try to ask you why your
label never cl-ssified as top-tier
[forever high?], boy you never strategize?
speaking like they samurai but really they be dragonfly jones, homie
like gangs see you speaking water to they bones, homie?
hang up my phone, homie, you ain’t put me on, homie
you ain’t put me on, homie
your heart is calcified, you don’t hear these songs, homie?
that’s ’cause you pasteurized, milky
and you wrong, homie, the flow is catechized
speak until the master fly from heaven upping adonai
satisfied, pacified, gratified, canonized to every other p-sserby
[?] all metastasized, hallelujah
so you could pick me out a cell just to push me in
but homie, you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in, god!

[hook]
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in (oh-oh!)
you ain’t got a, you ain’t got a, you ain’t got a

[verse 2]
social media’s something, ain’t it?
the way these pictures was painted
you’d swear these haters was dangerous
the gangster that they be saying
hit you up with opinion, swearing they keep it sacred
good at giving their two cent
why they never be saving it, huh?
they try and tell me that my sin is cynicism, why?
they pulling triggers, k!lling with they criticism, huh
recidivism like we in the prison system, why
proceed the mission if they only [?]
ill equipped with no provision
i’m spotting the danger
from the word, not the garden or manger, the bullet hurt
from the heart full of anger, you’re not even anch0r-d
the father ain’t a part of your nature
hard to debate ya, it’s hard to relate
when you tarnish your maker, [your father show rage here?]
for trying to picture fallen neighbors in the garbage for sin
little homie, you think i’m tarnished and you harmless?
better look again
’cause homie, you ain’t got a h-ll you could put me in, god

[outro]
i hear they hating from the back, where they at, though?
i hear they hating from the back, where they at, though?
i hear they hating from the back, where they at, though?
i hear they hating from the back, where they at, though?

[sample]
“u-g-l-y, honey you ain’t got no alibi. you ugly! what, what, you ugly! yo momma says you ugly, hey!”

- jered sanders

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