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letra de public enemy - pnthn

[verse 1: dc4prez]

lately only f-ckin’ with the kin
day been shaded duckin’ all my friends
keep it faded know you peep the braids
b-tch, we sinnin’ know we finna win
i been steady stuck up in my ways
mix the lemon tea with lemonade
give me lemons know we gettin’ paid
you just listen i could demonstrate
woah there, need my woadie
been gettin lost just keep my focus
where my guap them n-ggas hoeing
sit back b-tch -ss n-gga quote it huh
lapping them n-ggas in matter of months
snap of the finger we active and crunk
i just relax let them handle the punks
while i’m sippin’ the drank and i p-ss on the skunk

[chorus: kenny casanova]

pull up with tha whole f-ckin’ squad
made it in a year now you know who the gods
please just keep it out my dms all you leeches that just want the clout
you can pay me for a feature you should know i don’t want to talk
yeah
i hate n-ggas i hate n-ggas that ain’t with us
pay, n-gga, i ain’t tryna parlay with ya
eight figures you don’t like it well deal with it
don’t fake with me you just wanted that meal ticket

[verse 2: tony tone]

ash a blunt in a pizza box
pants cuff you gone see my socks
need the weed to talk easy breezy walk
he gon’ beat ’em all go fast in a tofu whip
eat sushi flow no sh-t, boy, i been dat boy
blood suckers leech we make that noise
these fiends they need i’m in the clouds green mind set my momma proud
and i ain’t shine yet but i’m still young
and i been trill these dumb bums
ain’t mind them ain’t got time
built impatient
with a doctors prescription
need vacation
y’all just gon’ hit my line
and invade my sp-ce wait
hold up rewind and change my grind
should’ve cut y’all off long time ago
y’all hoes y’all know imma dog baldo
don’t come to me with out no bone
imma dig a grave and place ya low
hit a stage and make ya know
misfit with a hint of gold
better catch up

[verse 3: yd]

i stay wit’ it
we straight fitted
so mind yo business
i’m wearin’ vintage on vintage
that sh-t get too expensive
she want a real n-gga
ask her how it feels
i’m lookin’ for the appeal
then she told me to pop a pill
so i f-cked that b-tch from magnolia
she called the winter soldier
i did it all for the culture
but n-ggas turn into vultures
5% tint
no permit in the whip
police readin’ from the script
tie yo laces don’t trip
got me shootin’ from the hip
we fall to the ground gon’ be okay
switching positions with nothing to say
follow the mission we scripted the play
i said
i hate n-ggas who hate n-ggas who hang with us
debate the trigger relate the figures with lane switchas

[chorus: kenny casanova]

[verse 4: pink ranger]

nothing makes sense to me except the voices in my head
i’m mentally dead braindead now tell ya b-tch give me head
sold my soul to the devil ’cause ranger’s died a long time ago
while fake n-ggas still sell mid for 20 a g, bro
goofy -ss b-tch saying she throw -ss for a shirt
nah i ain’t trusting a thot cause that’s another opp
you don’t know us b-tch so you might get popped
popped
popped
popped
popped

[verse 5: romby]

i said f-ck a new n-gga if he ain’t bringing
that cheesy bread
my dizzy head
can only be suppressed down by some greasy head
yo st–z is dead
leave it at the morgue before i eat yo head
my gang is fed
bellies full of h0m-phobic mangy kids and viper pits
pistols hanging out, they call that loitering
i’m slithering
snake fangs touch her neck and now she shivering
might build a pen
full of stray animals that’s gon’ listen in
now listen here, this is a sing-along so don’t sing in fear (so don’t sing in fear)

- pnthn

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