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letra de no opinions - lloyd banks

[verse 1 – lloyd banks]
i don’t give views on opinions that never give me p-ss
i knock 40 rappers off your top 50 list
your whips your radar, f-ck you think i’m always switching whips?
everything about me gives off inconspicuous
you get my drift? i’m good with numbers so i skip to this
its never to it, i’m a bunch of notches, wrist for wrist
look at my clips, my styles a g one-seven with the switch:
when it was time to shoot my shot, i hit it with the swish
bullets for christmas gifts, but first its goblins, goons and ghosts
funny how the ones who get the least, turn out to [?] the most
when you include the votes, trump views get broke
i’m 22 years in the culture, i know the do’s and don’ts
building thesе buildings brick by brick with home improvement hopеs
here’s to a squeaky jacket, brand new ratchet, jewels, and dope
people will hang themselves so don’t provide the fools with rope
you lose it all? just get that sh-t back ain’t no losing hope
murder ain’t sh-t been wrote…

[chorus – lloyd banks]
the way sh-t been going, it ain’t no time to wish
too busy thinking about a way to make it out of this
stay on your feet, sometimes the slip ups take accomplishments
n-ggas don’t f-ck with you, the fake love makes it obvious
they want attention keep the jealous names anonymous
i need a blessing, i hope my angels would provide the wish
i don’t take mine light, the one you won’t be honest with
ain’t too many hard as i am, pay me homage b-tch
you should honor this…
[verse 2 – lloyd banks]
horror for open ears, your n-gga been the goat, my peers
all in pressure mine [?] best cook up, it won’t compare
i mean it but the time ahead of me is my coldest years
i got my gloves on and they hitting like them folding chairs
my favorite time is the winter ’cause its too cold for tears
have you been sleeping? shock them right out of their commas, clear!
don’t know no fear, 7 albums more, i’m almost there
slanted, bouncing off me, armor like the romans wear
money help make your wings grow, a million dollar cocoon
soon as you go thinking you sneaky, trouble how its kaboom
i wrote my name in 2 eras, should have bunker 2 tombs
to get here you need 20 summers, leave the world, and do shrooms
you ever been through some kind of trauma? you feel me
never thought i was untouchable, but you’ll never k!ll me
see when you a razor, you adapt to it really, never been scary
better off when i’m calm, marijuana in my…

- lloyd banks

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