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letra de on da rise - kevon stanfield

ima kick it off like a kick off, kick my kicks off
when i step inside the house of blues
off rip, man yous a rip off, trying to rip off a rip off
hop on your rip stick before i stick you
git off of my d-ck you make my d-ck soft
you don’t put me in the mood, you put me in a jig saw
soon as i saw you
saw 2, inspired me to saw you to till ya dissolve
impossible to f-ck kim possible
n-gga its possible if its plausible
any obstacle’s an optical illusion
sh-t its proven
any scientist co-signing this
if they got proper schoolin’
proper student know the answer
saying no to propaganda
n-ggas know i’ll pop a panda
for expressing with his hands thats disrespectful on my end
and that ain’t flying like a blimp, hoes blowing up my phone
and i’m replying like a pimp, not implying i’m a pimp
nor denying i’m a pimp, but police spying on the pimp
riding dirty in the whip, with the windows kinda tint
bout 35 percent, but that don’t hide the scent, only who i’m riding wit
if you knew who i’m riding with then you’d prolly ride my d-ck b-tch
you switching on the only electrician in the city
where the power acting fishy every time you 360
i keep your house lit like i’m tokin’ on a philly
though my throat is kinda itchy cause i’m chokin’ on a philly
n-ggas know i’m not from philly but my att-tude is chilly
cause i could give a f-ck about the fact that your existent
your fiction in my book, on top of that you act suspicious
in the presence of a crook when we’re making bad decisions
ima make a fat incision in the game, establish my position
lettem know that i ain’t playin’ like an engine and 2 wings
i ain’t talkin’ chicken wings but n-ggas out here starving
you ain’t even giving thanks. happy thanksgiving i came to gobble the game
these turkeys trying to murk me but they ain’t got no aim, gobble gobble
you could swallow my webbles and wobble off of a cliff
i’ll see you at the bottom, no problem like p-ssafist
p-ss the spliff, i’m spreading my pathogens and the thug p-ssionate
as soon as you p-ss the gin, pack a clip, pack a fist cause n-ggas acting like cl-ts
and ima f-ckem all until they all lesbian, let me in
i’m a dog, i skin’em until they bald thats how i like my p-ssy or i ain’t f-ckin’ at all
a n-gga ain’t f-ckin’ off, i’m just gon cuttem off
and if you got a problem my n-gga just come and solve
i must’nt fall not even, during the fall season
i’m calm keepin’ until my palm reaching the pond we in
you drown n-gga, my frown bigga than the brown d-cka
that i stick inside your girls mouth kiss her
she gets around n-gga and you ain’t even know it
i should’ve never told you i done gave the ho exposure
i’m trying to get the bread but i ain’t trying to rock no loafers
i’m trying to be a rock n’ roller, rock myself into a coma
now what got you in a coma cause you sleep
if you ain’t know i rock the mic every time i speak on it
keep calm and listen to my team cause we keep bombin’
every single beat we leap on and feed on and we on the
rise, on the rise, on the rise

say we on the rise, now what you gone do bout it
say we gon get high, till all my n-ggas clouded
don’t ask me why, just know thats why i’m bout it
we on the rise, yeh we on the rise(x2)

- kevon stanfield

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