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letra de one man gang - jimmy carter of the xxxix empire

the way you played me was a travesty
and i was really bout to claim you as my majesty
it’s sad to cee that you served me on some serena shit
but you left me with love just to advantage me
abandoned me, good looking out on the -ss
and the good time but all the tangible reminders of you, are in the trash
i gave my all to you, with trust in your word that you can follow through
but you stop short on some bullshit with a hollow mood
good luck with that f-ck boy, who don’t be calling you
or providing, with me i was riding
but you decided to run away, the feeling don’t taste fine
contemplating and reciting me some ghostface lines
like: i came to you as a blessing
you didn’t do the knowledge on what the god was manifesting
but life is still good, i cee protection from the lesson
was gonna make you my wisdom and earth, but you was stressing
didn’t handle my love the right way like fine china
made it seem like the experience was just some fine vagina
you was gonna be my wife
but you f-cked up your whole life
please
i didn’t cee through all the signs
how you came to me with a shine at a very vulnerable time
just got out of a heartbreak, i fell from a climb
you picked me up but dropped me twice right back on my spine
yeah that’s right you dropped me twice, so in total it’s three times
when i was your friend and twice as your man, did you find that peace of mind yet? that you so desperately need
i gave you abundance and love, showed comfort to your seed
but you shot me in the head and left me out to bleed
turned your appreciation to pure lust deception and greed
lawd!

but it’s okay i still got the gusto, touch slow
uh oh, jimmy’s back on the tough flow
only smoke a dutch with silver haze in it
talk to the sun watch me bathe in it
most selosos are brave critics, like they saint sinners
they smoke weed that taste like paint thinner
you wanna eat but that ain’t dinner
you play the street with an inner g of a feint splinter
ain’t hurting, the lanes certain
might sell an oz behind a lame curtain
they think you scary, i cee you just scary
me and maxx are not the same person
like moe like larry
sun king curley
make your girl blush early
smoke substance make the mind blah blah blah, alright
got a subtext that is nice and neat
i don’t rap b-tch i bite the beat, ignite the heat
a sight to cee, 39 blew life in me
grew twice the g, feel like phil jackson and kobe bryant how i might repeat
don’t kiss no woman with a cigarette breath
but i might hit it
small chance like betting on a nice midget…forget it
eat pasta with the sliced spinach, eat ahi tuna with wasabi
man that is highway robbery right?

so who do you inspire to be?
i’ll wait a tick as the god p-sses fire to me
nasty rhymes might require a sweep
call me 4-0 lakers in 02; watch me try a 3 peat
i got former dope dealers in line for my shit
i’m a registered motherf-cker, no denying the shit
like actually the definition
xxxix, same physical but separate vision
cut deeper on the next incision
spit bars make a sentence long like specter vexed in prison
sound barriers create profound
pride carriers get ate, 1 round, demonstrate
so hilarious how cats sound now, it’s like everybody share a booth
3 add 8 and 1. boom! lock it down
cover the eyes of the father
tell maxx in the case that we get sued i’ll change my name to gianni carter
nice nickname. i don’t rock ice on the, big chains
jimmy carter gold you can get changed
y’all be all on social media politicking
i’m telling your woman please take all this d-ck in, who you kidding ?
now tell a friend to tell a friend
shomari want paula patton i double my bread, i want jojo and the bella twins
gigi from tough enough, not tryna bluff and stuff
hit me on my jack and i’ll show you about a supper lunch
a lot of eating, mad sweets and deserts
creamed goods and strawberries, and possibly a can of squirt
i give the panic to jerks, they self esteem ain’t up to par with the tiger, and i cee when it lurks
ditched a christian title, the charisma is keeps
put a hand over my eyes to look out for my peeps
and the 3 god ain’t the only one destroying these beats
and el rey ain’t the only one soiling these sheets
i got freaks on freaks for weeks but i don’t have hoes
i got 10s with parents that got mad dough
i pick and choose who i smash like super smash bros
link with a fox usually, i don’t brag bro
my gold chain ain’t more than 30 bucks
finally got my real slug this fake one sucked
but who gives a f-ck? i’m still jiggy like jadens dad
they broke legs and ate the crab, unshaven and sad
we don’t play that shit, the triz hall of fame
had fake players fall to shame and never called they name
technically i’m still a rookie on the low but on the high i play a whole other f-cking game, lame
peace

- jimmy carter of the xxxix empire

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