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letra de mezzanine tippin' - mckinley dixon

uh
yeah
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve

f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve
f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve, f-ck twelve

he said that gold look good on you now
but boy that touch ain’t free
so i tuck my chain into my shirt
you n-ggas not gone catch me
on god
mama the plant you made
afraid it once was withering now
with fingers to the sun
my gold flecks
they get to fl!ckering
how!
light from pendant piercing right through my shirt
something pierce through my body
pray this little angel gone work
free my n-gga
’til its backwards
and he lift outta that dirt
them reviews is funny lil n-gga
laughing but it hurts
hahaha!
f-ck that
worked to hard to hear the choir sing
and we done did it before
got no problem ripping off boys’ wings
wanna tip the mezzanine
gladly gift this curse
but its costly
cuz now i can only dream of touch
please get this pendant off me

freddie! are you ready?

[verse 2: alfred]
i’m sinful
i swallow nut, thank god for the provision
the creature stays inside the cut
biopsies with incisions
diminishing b-tches without a game
remains my mission
i’m pipping hot
like all the pork
i consume, extra crispy
im from the island where they used to eat dog in the 60’s
raised by the mind of the gutters
my peoples farmers and fishermen
serrate a baby born from war
the blood way past the 80’s
i’m so rough around the edges
i can not give you the full story
but
boy you can stop the fronting
i know you like my style
hi my name is freddie
i’m ready, it’s been a while
hop in while you can
we’re kicking rap n-ggas out
bucket full of crabs is the way that these n-ggas be
which craft n-ggas want?
this just one trick up up, my sleeve

- mckinley dixon

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