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letra de bitch, don't kill my vibe (remix) - jewlz

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[hook]
i am a sinner, who’s probably gonna sin again
lord forgive me, lord forgive me things i don’t understand
sometimes i need to be alone
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe
i can feel your energy from two planets away
i got my drink, i got my music, i would share it but today i’m yellin
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe

[verse 1]
here we are now, gather around, the choir is hummin’ the people are comin’ in
walkin’ the aisle, rockin’ a smile, i’m married to the game she got a rock & a crown
rockin’ the crowd, stoppin’ the sound, fake mc’s need to stop gettin loud
i’m made for the beats look how i put it down like a rap dog rap my -ss off in the pound
i’m made for greatness, i dealt the hatred, i felt the pain it’s, a horrible state, sh-t
ain’t n0body else in my city could make this i did it in my mind like i entered the matrix
and i ain’t even flexin, the bars that you’re usin for textin
i use it in songs to create my perfection i swear i go hard like i got an erection
i’m into your b-tch for the s-xin, i get into her to put my s-x in
i meet up with her, and when we cross paths, i’m callin that an intersection, get it?
there’s a pen in my head, leavin compet-tion in front of me, dead
f-ck what he said and f-ck what she said you f-ck with me then you’re f-cked believe it
ain’t no compet-tion in my composition if you stop and listen then i promise within, 30 seconds
you gon’ see i barely got a pot to p-ss in, stop ya b-tchin, start ya spittin, n-gga!

[hook]

[verse 2]
my mental capacity, is like a rap city, put it in a rap cd
painting a beautiful tragedy i’m in my vibe n-gga please do not rap to me
i’m the messiah, lung scorchin spit fire, feel like i’m the only one scorin like i’m the
black mamba, of my city whenever they need a favor that’s when they come holla
n-gga i’m throwback kobe… you throw back tracy…
while i was gettin better, you started fallin off so that means yo’ -ss can’t phase me, praise me
look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe some coal
cause under some pressure turn into diamonds with my hot rhymin man i’m too cold
please don’t interrupt when i’m hittin that blow, got lungs full of smoke, one pull and you’ll choke
when i step up to the mic i’m spittin that snow, when i put it in the streets they takin it to the nose, n-gga
i can feel the hatred.. i can see the eyes of the people who said i won’t make it
and they was talkin, and i would listen, they said that i ain’t sh-t
they lookin like they ate sh-t..
put me in the booth and i just go ape sh-t when they play my songs then they don’t say sh-t

[hook]

[verse 3]
b-tch don’t k!ll my high, i been high a long time
rappers copying my moves, you would swear they was mimes
if you ask me for a verse just know that i am very scared for you
n-ggas act like b-tches sorta like what tyler perry do
cloud of smoke around me sorry if i got a blurry view
i step into the booth and i prepare for your burial
b-tch don’t k!ll my high.. b-tch don’t k!ll my high
(walk out the door and they scream its alive)
october 21st the state of hip hop’s gonna change
before you brush your f-ckin t–th your mouth is wrapped around my name, i’m yellin

[outro]
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe
b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe, b-tch don’t k!ll my vibe

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