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letra de afterblock - kah-lif

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(jnk)

ak, n-gga thats my nickname, blastin shots

no scope call it hip aim, cuz these n-ggas talkin sh-t

that they won’t claim

when u get up in they face then they switch lanes

freeze up like a b-tch when they get blaimed, …

morale of the story is u shouldn’t talk sh-t

cuz some n-ggas stay equipped with a full clip

and some n-ggas thatll pop u good for a quick tip, …

puttin money on yo head like a fitted cap, pull the trigger

turn that b-tch into a snapback

(v daatts)

i keep that hot bread like a toaster

shawty ride me good like she’s on a roller coaster

now let me switch gears, the 4-5 keep them running like tears

man im the sh#t like whats coming from the rear

looking in your eyes and all i see is fear

i keep them benjamin’s like my last name was wallace

this n-gga swagg so abolished

im tatted all up and down the arm so i still got something up my sleeve

i throw your faith in the toilet now this some sh#t you won’t believe

rock so much ice that my neck can’t breath

keep the green on me like im covered in leafs

now this sh-t uncharted watch me sh-t on these thieves

(kah-lif)

uh hoppin to that pesdastal you n-ggas is so minoscule

n-gga get up off my bic-p-tal

i spit harder than a camel with three tongues and a bad flit

lil b and diarhea now thats some bad sh-t,

these fools think they natural disasters

but i quaked they f-ckin quakes askin why they got rocks in they oatmeal

u n-ggas flatter than a sprite half open, and yo girl gon get eaten out like an

ebola virus,monkey twerking to death its miley cirus

ibreak it down on you n-ggas like toyato uh. and a word to the wise

f-ck the n-ggas with lips filled with lies

every breathe is the hiss of a snake

and every tongue, that of a fake

tear of blood in face, a lil nerd should

stay in his place, especially when he afraid

of his race. but n-gga just knew his -ss to take up that pen

hood n-ggas wouldn’t understand

just sittin on the block fulla sin

(epilogue)

dear lord forgive me for i have sinned i have betrayed my brethren

i have left them to die to rye in the everlasting stye, i wish to

wipe away the ones who make them cry but all i do is hide, fear on out

but rage inside, and so i sigh, and sit with the ones so sly, how fake ive become

how less ive done, sittin on the block full of sin till it stops being fun

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