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letra de bad to the bone - joseph philemon

zoocci c0ke dope, he’s the dealer

(pre-chorus)
everything ain’t what it seems
especially in this industry
they all doubted at first now they’re in love with my company
no frienemies can never ever drain me off my energy
i’m so charged up, ’bout to send y’all to the cemetery

(chorus)
bad to the bone (yah, yah)
all i want is the throne
you can’t compete
i’m packing that heat like the o-zone
bad to the bone (yah, yah)
all i want is the throne
you can’t compete
i’m packing that heat like the o-zone (yah, yah, yah)

(verse 1: joshua the i am)
skull and bones, third degree
yeah i know you’ve heard of me, n-gga
i am, like joseph son but i’m all y’all fathers
n-gga austin powers
focused like austin malema
posted like mice on the cheddar
she loves me but i never met her
if i die then i’m gon’ live forever my n-gga
i’m sick of these rappers that think that they’re on when n0body even heard one of your songs
that’s why i stay humble, while y’all mumble
you sleering my n-gga
i can’t hear you my n-gga
just pose for the pictures
ain’t no home for the wicked
man this sh-t is twisted i know that you dizzy
the n-ggas i’m with, you know they’re all trippy like who got the sippy, the dank in the zippy
the b-tches i’m with, you know they’re all pretty
i don’t pick up my phone
i thought that you know
since i sold my soul, i guess i’m bad to the bone

(verse 2: joseph philemon)
get the h-ll out my way
there’s not enough time in the day
all i do is grind and pray
you’re a serpent, boy you’re a snake
i took my music from ear-to-ear
there were obstacles but i persevered
god got me, i never fear
in the darkness i shine like a chandelier
in my own lane, they’re never near
skr-skr high gear
nowhere in sight in the rear
had to make things clear
i been working on my vision
on a mission while y’all wishing
i had to make a decision
go-hard, we stay winning
i go-hard, we stay winning
ouu-yeah, it’s like an addiction
i’m my own compet-tion
it gets cold on the way to the riches
it gets cold, it gets cold, it gets cold (yah, yah)
but i never fold, never fold, never fold (yah, yah)

- joseph philemon

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