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letra de lilac diesel - suburban snoop

my mind brush body easel
flow & stroke that’s lethal
just a voice for the people
draggin’ on the diesel
not sour, lilac
smoke only wood of the back
try to slip me something else
i’ll k!ll you, zodiac
matter fact when i dab only with dad
up on ig live if we can’t be back to back codymack still on the track
only make the heat that slap
his beat like a booty all i wanna do is smack
eyes start to get wide from the lime that i pass
can you feel it kickin’ in?
that diesel lilac
brain compute like compaq
bangin’ out the tracks on the wax
that millennial old school og that can rap
everyday miss my strap
ain’t evеr comin’ back
part of what happen when you catch a hood plaque
hanging chad, no ballot, no morе votin’
got me sad
gotta make the most of what i finna spit in these raps
inspire the change i wish i could see happen
all the while passin’, that diesel lilac
comin’ at you full speed amtrak
outta dc with the pack
mac daddy what they call me
magician with b-tches & trap
almanac quarterback
read the d like weather map
joe burrow cincinnati joe exotic big cat
carole baskins, f-ckin’ b-tch!
k!lled her husband in fact
exactly what burrow do when the defense attack
and what i finna do to the game with my rap
f-ck the industry up, she a nymphomaniac
guess that make me a satyromaniac
i’m kinda fine with that
f-ck h-lla b-tches & baddies
going through em’ left and right
like nova freshman with natty
suburban royalty, it’s 202 downton abbey, uhuh!
brown hair brown eyes, cum on her face, hazelnut
she l!cked my straw off, da whip cream
starbucks
shake and bake with the whip it heavy cream charged up
hip hop barista
johnny kinney, the fat f-ck
man, how’d i lose all the weight?
b-tch, i smoked it off!
converted my calories to accountants
countin’ up
businessman with money, all my sh-t
wrote it off!
hazelnut got my johnny in her hand strokin’ off
my d-ck the whip it, her tongue fidget
brain wicked, man
perfect sat, phd in brain giving
lilac diesel, my cruise missile got me lifted
man, codymack got a new beat
but i ain’t even done spittin’, on this one
time for another flow switch-up
bless sh-t like a bishop on a mission
no mrs. only b-tches friction addiction
screwin’ so tight all night that p-ssy like to call it phillips
lilac diesel that flathead that keep my cranium efficient
haha, yeahhhhh
but on a serious f-ckin’ note
there’s no such thing as a blue life what somebody does for 40 hours a week does not equate to the color of another’s skin

our silence is our violence and the change begins with you right in your heart
no justice, no peace black lives matter

- suburban snoop

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