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letra de definition of a heavyweight - monsta kid

[verse: monsta kid]

up for the grind
gots to do it
for me
rise and shine
til my body
filled with turpentine
hate it or
love it
yall on this
d-ck ride
question my values
judge my morales
are you done
giving oral
all that sh-t you
talking be wack
don’t ask me
for no favors
if you judge
how i do it
cup full of lean
d-mn i’m bout
to screw it
telling my business
with no business cards
i don’t f-ck with you
clipper flow
keep yo guard up
i’m a catch you talking
i’m a f-ck you up
never had no love
always had some hate
ain’t that pretty
f-cked up
got ex b-tches
trynna f-ck my n-gg-s
bullsh-t hoes
that’s how it go
chasing the goal
i’ll never stray
thanking god
that a n-gg- saved
put me at
the bottom to
make me brave
never bust a gun
still a real n-gg-
never sold no crack
but i spit that dope
the slowest progress
is the best process
dinning wives
over popcorn hoes
real definition of a heavyweight
top of my game
i can’t complain
feel me n-gg-
like feel my pain
can’t smoke my blunt
can’t damage my brain
i’m off the chain
like free from
the zoo
f-ck yo crew
it’s blk clan
censor the truth
like shut me up
shame on y’all
y’all lost yo b-lls
got the youth
looking stupid
whipping the nae nae
should be whipping
yo baibais
teachers with credentials
get paid for nothing
22 and i slave
for something
chopping up the cure
like paul bunyan
rolling up papers
like bob marley
screw my tracks
like dj screw
hate on me
like mike jones
that white man bread
that white man cheese
that’s provalone
i killed this track
i’m bout to foam
you’re a f-cken p-ssy
i wouldn’t bone
is what it is
we can run
these fades
no football routes
i don’t know my
place like f-ck
you sir
looking at the best
no gps
my mind won’t quit
my heart won’t rest
i’m a tie the knot
like rope & a nuance
married to the game
til we die together
off with yo head
like a taliban
sh-t get graphic
like imagination
i’m a turn up
like a super saiyan
yeah hear me n-gg-
my blunt stankin
that chronic fragrance
to kill time
i murder patients
green light
on a red light
the 31st that’s fright night
she play with my nuts
like rolling dice
i’m looking back
like that -ss was nice
could of been wife
in my past life
harry houdini
i’m out of sight
tuskegee high
like colonel jack
cross fade with
the sailor jerry
i will end you n-gg-s
like a finisher
it is what it is
i did what i did
none of you n-gg-s
can finish this sh-t
vintage

- monsta kid

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