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letra de how much 4 your soul? - ones (aka slim biggins)

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intro:
uh huh
yeah
#how real is this?
uh
#how real is this?
look
#how real is this?

#uh huh

-how much 4 ur soul?
uh huh

rithim jones on the beat
perf on the mix
and i am ones
slim biggins

#look, look
if u really wanna k!ll me well…
#mi can dead!

hook:
u gon need that tech on nas dresser
#and
biggies 44
every wu tang sword

resurrect puns ac
get that mac that he packed
in the back
matterfact
u gon need more than that

better get a smif n wessun
#and
daz’s dillinger
#both
coreys and peters gunz
#and
god’s permission

_the
games made to be #told not sold
while yall forced to pay a toll…
#how much 4 ur soul?

verse 1:
uh
u want authentic or a replica?
…they sing the same ol song
sound pathetic but…

yall used to that
so i’m back with rhymes
since they bent yall backwards
like
yall ain’t got no spine

i fight the kinda fight
u gotta take out side
#u know?
on sum fight club sh-t
so who i’m fighting is i

n still i’m fighting for us
i won’t break my stride
_u trynto fight ur way thru the door
i just take my time

#uh
i take my time
with perfect timing i push
when its my time
_that’s y b-tches notice me 1st

execs too, press soon
n-gga truth be told
i woulda been signed in 09
if i sold my soul

but i won’t go pop!
they tried to mase me n-gga
shiny suit, distort the truth
make me different

they want me to
dance, turn up
(and) make party records
turn my back on my god
#spread illuminati messages

hook:
#if u really wanna k!ll me then

u gon need that tech on nas dresser
#and
biggies 44
every wu tang sword

resurrect puns ac
get that mac that he packed
in the back
matterfact
u gon need more than that

better get a smif n wessun
#and
daz’s dillinger
#both
coreys and peters gunz
#and
god’s permission

this
games was made to be told not sold
but yall forced to pay a toll…
#how much 4 ur soul?

verse 2:
you!
sold ur soul
they put a gun 2 ya head huh?
forced u in a chair
gave u a contract u ain’t read huh

pr-cked ya finger
made u sign it in blood
yeah i enjoy the money
but i rap 4 the love

i’m from the
county of k!llers
demanding respect
been thru the
whole ny
go head re-trace my steps

you’ll neva find a slip
#u can say
i covered my tracks
300 songs deep, and
ain’t nun of em wack

this that sound bwoy burial
resurrection of real
death of imitation
feels like the ending is near

either u
k!ll or u die
or
u die and u k!ll
lifes imitating art
the walking dead is 4 real

the game died a long time ago
radio k!lled it
n yall all co-defendants
for promoting this weirdness

but!
i won’t die
i’m lyrically immortal
#all hail
the slow flow king
the number one plural

#me caaaant dead

hook:
#if u really wanna k!ll me well…

u gon need that tech on nas dresser
#and
biggies 44
every wu tang sword

#whatelse
resurrect puns ac
get that mac that he packed
in the back
matterfact
u gon need more than that

better get a smif n wessun
#and
daz’s dillinger
#both
coreys and peters gunz
#and
god’s permission

the
games made to be told not sold
yall forced to pay a toll…
#how much 4 ur soul?
#how much 4 ur soul?

verse 3:
..u see?
i represent this new age pimpin
yall frontin 4 sum money
they pay u to b different

you
sold ur sold for fancy
whips and chains
n its a d-mn shame
modern day 12 year slaves

i’m a free man
n i don’t care what they paying
no fear corked ears
#i don’t hear what they saying

it’ll never b the truth
it might b better for u
so go ‘head play that role
n i’d k!ll da messenger too
8

sooo
…no matter who u send
they can’t murder me
lyrically or physically
god put me here
#purposely

u ca borrow mack’s 10
bruckshots in belly
a machine gun from kelly
vinnies in sn-tch

u ca send a army of marksman
still ill never get hit
#even wit
oswalds gun that they claimed he shot kennedy with

#look!
i don’t have to ever b rich
i’m content with just enuff
n being lyrically fit

hook:
sooooo
if u really wanna k!ll me

u gon need that tech on nas dresser
#and
biggies 44
every wu tang sword

#whatelse
resurrect puns ac
get that mac that he packed
in the back
matterfact
u gon need more than that

better get a smif n wessun
#and
daz’s dillinger
#both
coreys and peters gunz
#and
god’s permission

the
games made to be told not sold
yall forced to pay a toll…
#how much 4 ur soul?
#how much 4 ur soul?

verse 4:
while yall prayed for paris
i prayed for kenya
and i..
prayed for flint
while yall prayed for belgium

i’m so
sick of this feeling
so i made pimp the system
trynto touch n-ggas hearts
#pause
get ya minds out that prison

i’m locked in
yall locked up
ur half weak
get ya mind right
now our future looking bleek

i’m a stand up n-gga
that’ll never retreat
so shut ya mouth
open ya ears
and take several seats

if u talking that bullsh-t…
theres a war #goingon outside
no bullsh-t

right in front of our door
no bullsh-t
they gunning down our children
n they getting off
even if a n-gga filmed it

so i chose to use my lyrical ability
to go deep mentally
and fight the power physically

#sooooooo
go head n label me
public enemy
number ones
from jump
##f-ck trump!

- ones aka slim biggins

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