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letra de spider - nasty

bring it on if you think you can hang
and if not, then let me do my thing

i been thru alotta sh-t
i may have cheated but i still love that b-tch
i may have friends but they don’t understand me
n-gga my life ain’t as sweet as candy, they think i have it easy
my n-gga please believe me, my thoughts will have a n-gga screaming i have too many demons, and all these people see me as a heathen
i don’t pray like i’m posed to, that’s why the people say “god doesn’t know you,” but i know my lord
and i hope he’s gonna forgive me
so if i gotta load up and release the semi
believe me, i will
especially if my future has no deal
i’m not out to k!ll, i’m out for what’s real
so tell me if you ready for this banana clip to peel
i would open up my mind, but you’ll need charles xavier
and the whole x-men, cuz these n-ggas is testing
i need to get back to my religion, but it’s hard when a n-gga sinning, sh-t
it’s hard for anything
will anybody be there when the church bell rings
will i ever accomplish my dreams?
or will they be just that; dreams
will anybody be there when the church is open and my body is in the casket
i probably died from bad habits, streets
i shoulda turned over a new leaf
instead my body was leaking on the concrete
they say a leaf holds a spirit, so if you flip it, can you change your future?
my fault, but i was darker than this before i knew her
newer feelings in my life got me changing the course
so why would i take anything by force, or place you beneath
it’s h-ll they seek, so why do the preachers even preach
i feel weak, physically and mentally tho i’m at my peak
but if these people don’t stop looking at me like i’m a freak
then there’s no telling what i’ll do, sh-t i might aim the choppa at you
it’s the new ent-ty
blunt rolled into a 360
miss me with that f-ck sh-t
my n-gga just kicked the bucket
and you trynna meet the end of a musket?
bring da ruckus
shall i lend you hand to the worlds end
i think dark, but still have the energy to knock the tracks outta the park
you only hit a single
ya b-tch told me that her p-ssy tingle
so i have her the d-ck and now she cee-lo
saying “f-ck you”
you better duck fool, the strap and catch you too
i never leave the house without my tool
so don’t come with that bull

my n-gga

- nasty

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