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letra de you shouldn't be here - lloyd banks

(verse 1)
if you love a n-gga tell me you love me, dont wait for me to die
like i can hear you, would even care to, don’t let them see you cry
my blood is colder, pardon my shoulder, my hater meter’s high
distant – don’t got enough fingers to count the reasons why
black in this racist world shilling you pledge allegiance, sigh
watch your mouth when you go to the borough where the aggregious die
when its picking up, need to fly
all of my time is prezy
the month is 10, yet february’s on my mind alrеady
some classics can take you years to makе, dinner with makavelli
and my grandpa had his fix, live longer than dr. sebi
heres an open invitation for all of your props and semi
now let’s break a zip down if i got the bentley
they send me the bill the legend
now my pad and pencil gift, monumental clips
some people you meet are meant to switch, mama mentioned this
enginge rips and continental drifts, dollar emphasis
the only things that i want to be mentioned with

(chorus)
you ain’t wait or believe
hear me out or receive
at this point it’s too late
i expect you to leave
you shouldn’t be here….
(you shouldn’t be here)
you got sh-t up your sleeve
and are quick to deceive
hear you hiss, see your t–th
you won’t get to snake me
you shouldn’t be here….
(you shouldn’t be here)

[verse 2]
for the reward i made my exit out the slum to get it
all my enemies shook of me
something happens to me
a loved one did it
brand new mercedes and this drum kitted
survived the .45, but my stomach didn’t
bruises and bad nerves
opportunity’s one thing but all of these losers had turns
rumored by n-ggas salty as all inclusive and that burns
ratchet caskets and crack durns
’cause i ain’t never rested
it was destined that i blow gas
lightning is your connection
got two shepherds i named them heckler and cotch
looking like you seen a ghost again, pale temperatures drop
you got scars all on your knuckles from all the entrances blocked
when you don’t fit the agenda is when the messages stop
designer vest and new watches now it’s investments in stock
when i do hang up my jersey, need my executive spot
i’m back to droppin’ back to back and all of my heckeler’s shocked
free all the real that’s locked
with all due disrespect to the cops
(chorus)
you ain’t wait or believe
hear me out or receive
at this point it’s too late
i expect you to leave
you shouldn’t be here….
(you shouldn’t be here)

you got sh-t up your sleeve
and are quick to deceive
hear you hiss, see your t–th
you won’t get to snake me
you shouldn’t be here….
(you shouldn’t be here)

- lloyd banks

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