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letra de chappelle shit - k.a.a.n.

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[verse 1]
lapping the n-ggas you run with, i been avoiding the f-ck sh-t
rules of the game, i’m accustomed
tell ’em i came for the lump sum, only one to get the job done
you ain’t even get your feet wet
n-gga’s looking for the reset, hit the b-tton and we eject
i want my name in bright lights and make ’em fluorescent
they feel my sh-t like it’s the zeitgeist and decipher the message
we out this world, we more like sci-fi, invade and cause panic
redshirt these freshman rap n-ggas for running they lips like they scrambling
we hit like 18-wheelers, total sh-t, cause maximum damage
all of this green we roll and smoke, we must be harming the planet
harboring stances, hard to handle but these hardened bars’ll make ’em put they hands up like riding on a bike
but they sitting right on the handles
sh-t’s so righteous when i write, it sounded right with no mirandas
n-ggas say they lit but they sh-t like a half used candle
we kidnap ’em, body bag ’em, then hold the corpses for ransom
sprinkle c0ke on them and make it drug related, make it random

[hook]
we the coldest (coldest, coldest)
bloodline pure like this sh-t la cosa nostra
they know we the coldest (coldest, coldest)
this sound like my magnum opus, i knew it when i wrote this
they know that we the

[verse 2]
coldest motherf-ckers alive
heart pumping antifreeze till the day that i die
these motherf-ckers hooked like fiends from the sh-t we supply
packaging up these mp3’s, ship ’em off let ’em fly
making a billion off the streams, that’s the dream that i got
that’s an -n-lytical scheme seen by me and my guys
giving you motivation, these n-ggas is giving you lies
leading you right off a cliff, when you fall you really surprised
we give you tools for success, they give you tools for demise
we give you proof in excess, no frivolous ignorance, minimal innocence
my n-gga we fly so high we need a parachute
soaring over enemy lines just like a paratroop
really ain’t many you can compare us to
n-ggas been living off algorithms
b-tch i know the mathematics, don’t make me embarr-ss you
serving that forever sh-t, my style is non-perishable
off gorilla glue, a lobster stew and grilled caribou

[hook]
we the coldest (coldest, coldest)
bloodline pure like this sh-t la cosa nostra
they know we the coldest (coldest, coldest)
this sound like my magnum opus, i knew it when i wrote this
they know that we the

- k a a n

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