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letra de don't make me - skitzomichigan

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[intro: skitzomichigan]
no! no! no!
no! no! no! no! no! no!
you wouldn’t like me mad!

[chorus: skitzomichigan]
don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me
don’t make me, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
we don’t act right, we don’t act right (at all)
we don’t act right, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool

[verse 1: skitzomichigan]
my bible 48 laws, this song ’bout 48 bars
my credit due on 48e, markets behind them poor-ass bars
everything i write be real (ok), i ain’t ever had to pump-fake nothin’
(nothin’)
ogs, they see me hustlin’ (yes), knew i was up and coming
this talent came with a voice, this voice, it came with decisions
had to make people listen, focus on my ambition
the vision was slowly written, the places i go and visit
is nothing close to exquisite, i had to get up and get it
ain’t no handouts when you stand out ’cause it’s way more rappers than fans now
done let shots fire and your man down and your best friend ’bout to stand trial
you don’t know what the f-ck i’ve been to just to get where i’m at
to put this funky-ass city of kalamazoo right back on the map
so don’t make me
[chorus: skitzomichigan]
don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me
don’t make me, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
we don’t act right, we don’t act right (at all)
we don’t act right, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me
don’t make me, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
we don’t act right, we don’t act right (at all)
we don’t act right, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool

[verse 2: skitzomichigan]
there ain’t no end of the road and you choose to drive to the fork?
how you gon’ grind in this music when you don’t get off the porch?
then you disguised your intentions, you even lied in court
you called a foul in football, you even lied to the sport
i see the gang got you frustrated, you don’t know who to trust
a bunch of player-hatin’ n-ggas tryin’ to sound like us
with no sk!lls but i will keep it real ’til i’m k!lled
in the field where i live, what a motherf-ckin’ thrill
this alligator jaw don’t know motherf-ckers
this american bully jaw want it all, motherf-cker
you see the scars on my back i tried to cover with tats?
nah, i don’t know how to act or how the f-ck i react
so don’t make me

[chorus: skitzomichigan]
don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me
don’t make me, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
we don’t act right, we don’t act right (at all)
we don’t act right, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me, don’t make me
don’t make me, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
we don’t act right, we don’t act right (at all)
we don’t act right, don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool
[outro: skitzomichigan]
act a f-ckin’ fool
act a f-ckin’ fool
act a f-ckin’ fool
act a f-ckin’ fool
act a f-ckin’ fool
act a f-ckin’ fool
don’t make us act a f-ckin’ fool, a f-ckin’ fool

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