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letra de all my bucket list - mc algorhythm

all my bucket list lyrics
take 2 here
godd-mn!

verse 1:
get off, y’all, i’m here right now you got a windmill to tackle, son
i’m the real one
got hope for the number one
i don’t trust anyone
over this, court dismissed! someone bring in them north face off her
we may have been born yesterday, sir
you ain’t a player, i just prefer
sometimes i just prefer
follow me, follow me, devil done got the underground like in dig dug
but everyonе knows that no one a wasted effort, a shrug
it ain’t no onе a wasted effort, a shrug
mosh pit for no one a wasted effort, a shrug
and when you’re at the light like uh, nice watch, run it
first you get shot and i see it
sticking christian flag poles in the door, we mixin it
i got more clothes than muhammad ali used to be to see why you do in they deadly game
check it out the name
my hood is the key and the crew and
i know my name?
i know my name?

hook:
this is the illest
i can hear them calling out to me, out to all my bucket list
this goes out to all my bucket list
still me and i be on ti-dop, that’s all my bucket list
this goes out to all my bucket list
out to all my bucket list
verse 2:
i’ve got friends to help supply the second i’m raped, that the crowd mood
i could find a dude
baby, if i could find a dude
and even if i know i’m a riot maker!
i can say, is all praise due i thank you for every genre, every occasion
you’ve never been in
there’s a grenade in my brain and they’re caving in
b-tch, where you go, where you’ve been in
hopped in the front for the dirty dub
boy, you got the liquor in the club
start sh-t for nothing but crooks in here, up in your s-xy jeans
if you from new york, big city of dreams
you don’t really want no friends, no
yeah, y’all don’t really want no friends, no

verse 3:
i throw the pistol and fist
smoking meth, hitting cats on the wrist
pokemon! dump it in the paint, not a single assist
yeah, i’m fl!cking that wrist
if you see the perpetrator? white america! i could smoke fear away, i’d roll that mothaf-cker up
guess that’s why they call me little b-ttercup
baby, sing relax and feel the groove and my homies, screaming, f-ck the fame
it’s a bonfire, turn the blue flame
in fact, watching yo back it up with no clothes and
and she said it’ll be good if you ain’t know my name?
and then we let it pop, don’t let n0body turn you away
when sh-t rough i get up, daytrip took it to ten, hey
hook:
this is the illest
i can hear them calling out to me, out to all my bucket list
this goes out to all my bucket list
still me and i be on ti-dop, that’s all my bucket list
this goes out to all my bucket list
out to all my bucket list

- mc algorhythm

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