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letra de bad influence type beat! - stevesaintjames

[intro]
due to legal complications, the intro to this song has been redacted

[verse 1]
ay
might f-ck around, commit a crime
see me doin’ what i want until the cops give me a fine
if you ain’t part of my gang, allegiance turning on a dime
then i’m assuming you an enеmy ain’t worth my f-ckin time
ay
my gang is always on that grind
we mobbin’ day and night i call that sh-t a nine to fivе
if you say i peaked in high school you’re just mad i’m in my prime
i’ll never leave my gang ‘less they got twitter on the line
yo… ain’t no one messing ’round with my crew
show me an opponent that possesses higher iq
my life is like a movie. i’ll turn your life to a haiku
bro… you’re literally a junior in high school

uhh… shut up. i don’t really like you
if you really think i can’t be part of hood rap you’ve been lied to
you can’t exceed my energy, electric like a raichu
if i catch you ’round the locker room then boy we gonna fight soon

i don’t actually have a criminal record but don’t tell my friends that

[bridge 1]
i’m on that gang sh-t
this ain’t a huddle this a banquet
don’t give a sh-t we getting lit down in your bas-m-nt
block the complications, make the competition vanquished
living life so recklessly ‘till we’re chalked on the pavement

[chorus]
i’m on that gang sh-t
even when i’m aimless i still make hits
this entertainment boutta make me famous
i’d like to see my haters try and take this
b-tch you can’t fake this
i’m on that gang sh-t
even when i’m aimless i still make hits
this entertainment boutta make me famous
i’d like to see my haters try and take this
b-tch you can’t fake this
i’m on that gang sh-t
[bridge 2]
you cannot f-ck with my gang
don’t got a glock but we’ll k!ll all the same
from the concrete jungle but y’all’s music is plain
when this sh-t drops i will get all the fame
i’m the king of the game
i don’t hang with you lamos
if you wan’ be kratos
go guzzle some draino
you should be ashamed
if you tryna make halos
i’m dropping the payload
make you very phthalo
don’t f-ck with my gang

[verse 2]
forever in my element
flow explosive elegance
they think i ain’t gangsta cause i got a lack of melanin
i’m hyper than they ever been
godly like a reverend
on the beat i use the opposition as ballistic gelatin
spit… bad medicine, good doctor
it’s the f-cking rapper skeleton, hood proctor
know i will never be irrelevant, while y’all get softer
i stay deadly as the rocket launcher on my private helicopter going…
boom
hitting headshots
hear the blood up in your head clot
when talking fed talk
always spitting it red hot
i think they want me dead cause of the g*nius of my head’s thoughts
but i can never go to bed because at night i just regret lots

so i’m ascending
broke so much, forever mending
went too far but still ain’t trending
cause my work ain’t worth representing
doom impending
never knew how much i was truly spending for a stupid ending
but a new beginning
now aware this sh-t is never-ending
i rise lucid, grinning

[verse 3]
what the f-ck have you become
trying so d-mn hard to make it seem like you rose outta the slum
pretending that you’re hard, but scared to carry a gun
acting like you got the right feel above everyone

like jesus christ
this kid is really thinking that’s he’s hot sh-t
but never had to worry when he hears the f-cking cops zip
down his f-ckin block because he knows the cause is not him
and even if it was he’d get a ticket, not a coffin
this kid thinks he’s gon’ rise like a rocket ship
saying b-tches only know to lie and eat a hot chip
acting like your so f-cking fly for them profits
walk down any street, with them vibes, you’ll get rocked, b-tch

[bridge 3]
control the military with a jerrycan
the populace degenerating to barbarians
we’re still concentrating on portraying as a scary man
thinking that you’re free but stuck obeying in your fairyland

sleeping with these hoes, flipping tryptophan
internet rapper, man i’m getting all these crypto bands
if i’m ever with the enemy i’m unaware of where i am
i’m riding for my gang to prove that i’m a strong american

- stevesaintjames

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