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letra de honoree - sevidemic

[hook]
i guess they gon follow! but will they follow me?! the best is all i know! will i be your honoree?

[verse 1]
jummone, my n-gg-, jus let me
coast while i’m to-ssin up a freshie!
wet from the arc, so jetski n knock a perpatratin p-ssy into next week!
i’m fluent!
never made a plan b, screw it!
endeavor wit a manly movement!
10 sedatives got me groovin to make u choose!
sevidemic!
that alpha dominus animal sloshed with an ounce of pot to just handle y’all!
kerosene, baby, dont be scurred, get a burn from my mandibal!
aw, lawd have mercy!
this honor is the bond that cursed me!
iffin you were worthy, i figured you could sense of how intense my words be, hence the kn-b stay broken!
crack another cold one, pack another show, somethin is the cause of dosin potent (the folk stay smokin) hoes?!
come n line it up!
kick it wit a zombie & light a blunt!
bros? divide the b-tt; 2 per n-gg- – are we havina good time or what?!
den raise your frickin chalice!
i get paid to give imbalance!
in flames, i play in palaces of greatness for the challenge!
embracin all this talent but my place is on them cameras!
still wastin cowards slavin hours just erase your ballots!
…and with this honor… i shall furthermore intensify my approach…

[hook]
i guess they gon follow! but will they follow me?! the best is all i know! will i be your honoree?

[verse 2]
come on, my n-gg-, just roll up!
i save the bottom of the game like a coaster!
dames, they be all over the mane they stroke and the fame makes so much c-ka (baked!) crack, homie!
out to make a major feel lame cuz a motherf-cker p-ssed on me! maybe for my fash, but i’m mad lonely at the top, spillin liters of the gasoline.. (what?)
like a dead n-gg- got a d-mn problem!
so compton!
& i repeat that, bro, often!
i’m an elite sav, show caution!
if you thought that the indie underground was only the n-gg- hopsin, there’s an option!
out the coffin, rockin h-lla beads with a ripped top and i flip til i hit exhaustion.. (ballin!)
like on grove street!
kinda sour n-gg-, but the flow’s sweet!
if you ain’t got heat, then don’t speak!
(kick rocks to the club where hoes meet!) oh no!
never in slow-mo!
all up in that -ss, no h-m-
dolo. in the studi while a cutie pour up my soco!
what you know about that promo?
imma need the obama commas!
no one can stop and undead adonnis, so go pop your llamas and opt for drama, so a zombie can make that knot!
i lock jaw; i’m not y’all
10-piece with a lotta hot sauce!
don’t vote for no knockoff!
i boast more and they’re all talk!
(like blah blah, come on go!)

[hook 2x]
i guess they gon follow! but will they follow me?! the best is all i know! will i be your honoree?

- sevidemic

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