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letra de cross the line - mickey diamond x camouflage monk

f-ck it
[verse 1: snotty]
so get the cam cord’ don’t want to miss it ’cause i’m in rare form
let the carnal blood splash supreme air force mexican stand off ten pieces and then we blam off
that n-ggas ran off down the memphis like zach randolph
plug through the hand off head up north go get the grams off, y’all
ya’ll the dirtiest, we the st-rdiest f-ck the dance off
i’m in the dance hall with my trash smoking this lamb spread
bust your d-mn head n-ggas paper shorter that ant legs
gun in the pant leg one wrong move and your man dead
i’m on a their d-mn hеad
hands dirty f-cking the fan fest
arms reach from corpus christi to long bеach
and i ate them all see n-ggas know who the god be
they talking good but don’t walk it ’cause they got sore feet
that’s where they lost me kept a solid f-ck what it cost me
that n-ggas forced me
now i’m riding now until we all eat
are you still down? i ain’t john b

what? diamond
[verse 2: mickey diamond]
i’m a rich woman’s dream a broke n-ggas nightmare
i excel cubano smoking to the night air
three or four n-ggas around me that’s wearing nike airs
you playing? we going to f-ck your ass up we don’t fight fair
too drunk to drive i let jesus christ steer the wheel
this ice on my neck sealed a deal i got mass appeal
you got baptized at massengill
p-ssy rappers went from thinking free to pushing daffodils
you out match class and sk!ll you fear that n-gga with the mask for real
tried to politic but we ain’t passed the bill
luckily you ducking me i’m all for the f-ckery
eighty eight charms your baby moms know what’s up with me
chain shining like stainless steel cutlery
hop in the alfa cordon blue
big faces like zordon
treat conscious rappers like morons
a n-gga been fly so long i got so wrong

‘f-ck going on out here you n-ggas are sleepy
[verse 3:pro dillinger]
watch your step when you get in the danger zone
the game is on let the players roam i been outside, you stay at home
i play the strip i’m chilling now i played the phone
i played with guns i’m playing god, you play with hoes
stop playing with me it’s g-unit do not play with fiddy
you minor leaguers cannot play with griffey
this ain’t flee it ain’t ‘kiss neither it’s not sticky
it’s pro n-gga navigate zones and the block tricky
i try hard i saw that fire the shots missed me
i refocus, drank me a fungus and got trippy
my b-tch fire shot up look and she got with me
i got it now king of new york and i’m not biggie
y’all false claiming not one ninety, not with me
this big umbrella brand gone live and it die with me
y’all slipping n-gga but only a couple go slide with me
i don’t give a f-ck you feel a new way to try get me

- mickey diamond x camouflage monk

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