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letra de finfangfoom - rey morado

[verse 1]
deuce deuce when i hit spruce, booth poof when i enter in
xplain sum i’ma need proof, too many n-gg-s be flexicans
sick of em sayin’ we next again, we shoulda been blown
they copy like 10-4, aggrovated see why hobo say zen fo’ (zeeen)
i gotta succeed, im plantin’ seeds, they gone grow for like tenfold
been broke, spirit intact what its h-ttin fo’, i pick up a sack and i dip whoa
raven wit me i’ma bit poe, mean mug and my mind elsewhere swear the cycle get a bit old
make make a n-gg- get get cold
fridgerator be a emperator
h-lla faded throw him a parada riddle lob me patient i’m the operator
doctor rey a raise h-ll n-gg-
can’t a soul change my vigor, i’ma need a bout a billion
f-ck wimme it’s a smart decision, go against it and try to spark division i can guarantee you won’t stop the vision
cold feet? naw mines emission
i’m up in the sky and my mind is trippin, doin’ flips and dips, maintain control
ride the wave like pirates, they pyrite, fake gold
sky write, pen fresh not a day old, tend to ignore a lot i been focused
ion really give a d-mn what i been told cause
f-ck it

[chorus]
f-ck it
what these n-gg-s talkin bout (f-ck it)
they ain’t got us on the sh-t? (f-ck it) oh ya heard about- change subject (f-ck it)
f-ck it
what these n-gg-s talkin bout? they ain’t got us on the shiiiit, oh ya heard about- change subject
(f-ck it)
they ain’t got us the sh-t? oh ya heard about change subject f-ck it (f-ckit) f-
what these n-gg-s talkin bout? they ain’t got us the shiiiiit, oh ya heard about change subject
f-ck it

[verse 2]
cause i ain’t really interested, kneel to me i’m zod we be in a desert
shove gats to the gnats when i’m feelin’ pestered, reup recycle when that be deader
care less for a cypher this real life bruh, i go tyson, wonder how ima keep the lights on
they follow the herd, i be no bison, i be like bye son, never get a bye week
just to overcompensate i gotta have a high week, overconsumption thats prolly gone fry me
when i’m down fye me up brighter side i see, i’m deep up in this sh-t like an icy sea
hold my kneck over surface you think its five feet, a n-gg- finna drown hol up not me
nah i’ma grip the crown they gone frown when they peep, i can’t quit now hold it down in my sleep
jaws of the wolf, can’t mix with the sheep, prophecy in my words see it through to a tee
i can tell it be false fore it get through the teeth, know i got the sauce give a f-ck who is he, matter fact say
f-ck it

- rey morado

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