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letra de diq - mad sadiq

[mad sadiq]
i
i’m so in love with you
whatever you want to do
is alright with me, cause
you make me feel so brand new
i wanna spend my life with you
and show the world my light is you

[intro: tyler the creator]
(sh-t sound like some, al green sh-t n-gg-
yo doms, please, hit these n-gg-s.)

[mad sadiq]
ooouuuuuuuu, uhhh (skirt)
it’s mad by the way, ( geekin’ yea)
i don’t know where i want to go with this, (we out here n-gg-, we out here n-gg-)
or how i wanna start, (b.r.o.s.o)
um
i’m a southern boy, if you ain’t learn
an outspoken token, you ain’t been heard
who you be
mad sadiq
you’s a rapper
oh yea, you’s be shinin’ during the winter
and i think that you’re one them dirty n-words
watch your mouth ‘fore i come up in yo’ house son
pipe your wife, k!ll you, and leave the gun
with your son fingerprints, imma leave him hung
hanging from the ceiling fan swinging, till the cops come
yea i’m a rapper, born in atlanta, and i’m coming after
anybody that will step to challenge me to be the master
spit the flow a little faster, or i’ll make it somewhat slower
cause kids these days used to music that is poorer
p-ssy, p-ssy like mr. robert kelly on daughters
swear i go way harder than these lame rap imposters
robbin’ people for their money, sellin’ grueling, gross, garbage
i’m the real spider-man but i’m bout-ta turn to carnage
all i see is red
blood rushing to my head makingme unconscious
though i’m spittin’ conscious content
mahdi used to be the modest, mohawk rockin’, bro heart throbbin’
to the beat, keep their heads bobbin’
matter of fact they ringin’
got these girls slingin’, swinging
tryna talk with all my s-m-n, creepin’ down their throat
choke till i hear there’s no breathin’
call a doctor, mad’s a monster, i’m k!llin’ all y’all
haters throwing major salt on, i’ll never fall off
pedestals, if i’m ever ridiculed for how i do my interviews
how i preach on principles, or how i fit these syllables
into my vicious, veracious, villanelles
i pity fools, notoriously big like how diddy do
i’ll never stoop to anybody’s feet
i won’t be beat, i preach anytime i speak
it’s, diq

{the starrkeisha choir}
i think i’d lie for you
jesus i’d die for you, jodeci cry for you
do things when you want me to
like controlla, (yes), controlla
like controlla, (yes), controlla, (for the rest of our days)
like controlla, (yes), controlla
like controlla, (yes lord for the rest of our days), controlla

- mad sadiq

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