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letra de dsl (da special list) - joey badass

[intro]
(d-mn, uh! i make the whole place warm then)
(d-mn, uh! i make the whole place warm then) i make the whole place
(d-mn, uh! i make the whole place warm then) i make the whole place
(hit you with some sh-t that make you n-gg-s look deformed, now) yeah
(d-mn, uh! i make the whole place warm then) bust, bust one time
(d-mn, uh! i make the whole place warm then) bust, bust two time
(hit you with some sh-t that make you n-gg-s look deformed, now) check
[verse 1]
puffing on that eucalyptus
you can lift this d-ck in between your lipstick
if your eyes ain’t low like ralph lipsh-tz
you dipsh-ts
even the polices want me cause i rip sh-t
puffing that piff sh-t
blow out five o’s like the olympics
evadin’ on a ripstik yellin’ “eat my dust”
when cars for breakfast and lunch don’t get ate ’til dusk
i spit it hotter than the days it don’t get dusk ’til eight
and when you born in a maze, you learn to duck those strays
i know gang homies who wait around to buck those tre’s
but me, i chose to skate around, ya know, bust those tre’s
they get bucks, get paid, they get b-tt, get laid
n-gg-s who ball and shine hard, they get cut, catch fades
you see, i was one of those kids who stayed up p-ssed late
so when it’s time for school, i got up and still p-ssed, great
get p-ssed- i forgot my line
i do it nonchalant
spit it through the wire like i’m chaka khan
i been killing ’em, your b-tch been feeling him
ya’ll can’t be serious like films ben stiller in
n-body iller than him at the top of his adrenaline
flow sweet like cinnamon,
name a chick that i ain’t swimming in
uh, got flow for days, i’m sure to get paid if
they hate the price on son’s life, it’s sure to get raised
but there’s no break when i got you pinned in
said it uno, dos, tres then fin,
i let him swim with like
mad fishes
in the cut like mad st-tches
i know you mad b-tches mad how my style switches
so, frequently be freaking mc’s with these frequencies
these freaking trees got me soaring over freaking seas
too many freaking g’s claim they make that deus pop
please, the only thing you ever squeeze was your juicebox n-gg-
and you know it, cause real g’s don’t have to show it
got your head in the clouds,
big homie gotta get you focused
but no, it’s all a part of the business, don’t take it personal
it must be hurting you to know i could be merkin’ you
at will, whenever i feel
this sh-t get realer
foe squealers give the beats out to the n-gg- dilla
i shine like crystals, never held a pistol
never packed a tool, but that don’t mean that i won’t fix you
who is you? i don’t give a f, i do it effortless
tell your messengers, they can get opened like beverages
da f-ckin’ specialist
i bet all you mother f-ckers gonna remember this, yeah

- joey badass

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