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letra de caravan* - jid

[verse 1]
you could tell a n-gga like me ain’t never had sh-t
rip i miss my dogs like mike vick
zombies and at midnight fall them bars sick
fall victim to a gun brawl started over some b-tches
n-ggas trippin they takin’ whatevers givin’
the irony when a n-gga starvin’ gotta grip a pigskin
jump the fence, empty all the dishes out ya kitchen
if ya witness it then [?] spill the grits, spill the kid
f-ck a crack catch, k!ll him, who tryna take the hit
first take, go to first base, stephen a. smith wes
on the hip, talkin’ sh-t like skip
or shannon sharpe shootin’ off the top of the cliff
i gotta bring it to you cowards then its gonna bе sick
put in my ten thousand hours while the clock still tick
zonе 6, five fingers with the [?] bust her lip
feel the pressure like a bus pipe drip
blood red, rum sippin’ they ain’t cut like this
mama said

i ain’t got cheeseburger money make a sandwich
why you bein’ bad
bad kids in the caravan

[verse 2]
you can tell a n-gga like me, ain’t met a n-gga like me
metaphysical things seen and dream what you believe
you bleed, i bleed, then draw blood
im a f-cking artist, artest with the gun
i can give my world peace, give your world ether
big d-ck or grief, i can give your girl either
she could be the, could be the collapse of the kingdom
but kings gotta peep the [?], word to caesar
remind me to keep receipts, y’all sh-t weak
and i’m sorry that your bullsh-t leaked
see the volume it speaks to your broke speakers
n-ggas breakin’ they back tryna promote some sh-t that ain’t even dope
they ask for my coat when i walk through the door
god flow, i don’t walk on the floor
god knows yall hoes, yall shows ain’t packing the door
crackin’ the floor, i don’t need no n-ggas rappin no more

- jid

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