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letra de nyy verzuz nyy - nyyjerya

[verse 1]
a paradigm, n-ggas who want me and mine
a pair of dimes, but your two cents is a nevermind
can’t mix sh-t, rewind i hear you whinin’ all the time
get your b-tch a line before she open up and realize
you can’t equalize, real n-ggas peep the lies, between the lines
i don’t even see you on the eye
you can’t putt-putt, i don’t see you with the strutt
cause if you did come out, i’mma open up thots
ha, and i’mma hit them with the whole 9
ion even know, ma, ion even hold my
evеry lines i go, ma, f-ck what ya know, ma
i just want the lucky charm till the еnd of the gold line
[verse 2]
peep this
nyykonik, iconic, call that moment ironic
so many flows i rhyme that it’s hard to say who p-wned it
i flipped it, own it and hone it, n0body cloned it
separate the real from the phonies, we living in the stone age
my homes a cave, never kept me safe, my art will stay
until they white-wash it all away
you wanna be a god? you gotta keep it g code
in the streets beneath all that leads to the sheeple, mm
armed and dangerous, through they peephole
who’s that peaking through my window? (pow)
n0body now, cause i knock a b-tch down
n0bodies up in these house, i will go round for round, ow

[verse 3]
hm, look
strange times, living in the same mind
you wanna be like me? i wanna be like you sometimes
black mirror on the wall, can you redefine
i wanna see myself as somebody i can recognize
i wake up most nights terrorized, cause i see the whole day jeopardized
bodies on the rise
high tide, when the pressure roll in
waive goodbye to your friends, cause they shouldn’t roll in
forever in the deep, i’m strokin, all i see was thick thighs
i ain’t even notice, i peep the lies, she quoted
she keep a gun loaded, smokin’, hol up
body weaponized, eagle eye open
[verse 4]
hm
reality shifting, be still, you missed it
cold cold, glitching simulation, it stitches
stipulating snitches, blow the whistle on these b-tches
everyday we in the trenches, losing hope and our senses
outcast to a misfit, relying on defenses to make sense of my offenses
heres some time to go to lesbian, out extends this
not enough to give a compliment, gotta give something
momma never did tie the surface, sh-t, b-tch you better dig
my imagination way bigger than a fig
i see potential to be bigger than you did
no coincidence, my intent is to end
stab you to death with my pencil
these bars just fenced you
ion even know how to make this sh-t simple

- nyyjerya

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