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letra de hanzo dagger - tha god fahim & jay nice

[intro: tha god fahim]
uh
uh-huh, yeah
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check it, uh

[verse 1: tha god fahim]
be calm, cool and collective; i approve of this message
lookin’ for clues while you search for a death wish
hammer in the side door of the lexus; i’m ’bout a ticket
learned my underworld dealings from the evil and wicked
but learned the science at the righteous picnic
i get the bag and flip it before i chip it
you would think the guns are part of my hand, the way i grip it
you n-ggas can try to understand, but won’t tip it
to survive where i’m from, it’s not luck, it’s sk!ll
to survive where i’m from, you must destroy and build
i do it well, my heart is concealed and chilled
your chest fill; it’s too late when you see that it’s real
silent codes in convo; gimme the john doe
i slam the trigger like a bongo (vrr-r-rt!)
then prob’ly slide to the congo
put nine on your back like rondo
[verse 2: jay nice]
i said a prayer earlier for all my brother and sisters
and the ones up above who ain’t with us
for all the ones behind the wall, just know we love and we miss ya
it’s f-cked up bein’ stuck in the system, sh-t, uh
i got a room filled with ’80s posters
nostalgic nice got waves like navy soldiers, young ray liotta
i could play travolta, the way i show up
and b-tt in on the game and give my take on the state of the culture (uh-huh)
gotta reverse the way they taught us, how to think
can’t trust nothin’, not even the water that you drink (that sh-t is f-cked up, too)
aquafina, dasani drinkers – might as well sip the [?] from out the sink
free my dawgs out the clink (free my n-ggas)
a n-gga ever try to son me, money, listen: i’m a f-ckin’ menace
i’m sonny corleone mixed with sonny liston (i will f-ck you up, dawg)
i will punch until my knuckles bumpy and blistered, i’m som’n different (uh-huh)
a ton of henchmen, a hundred n-ggas comin’ wit’ it (dump gawds)
you can’t touch the diction, the flow limitless
tryna ride my tidal wave into them hov dividends (ayy)
control sentences; f-ck friends with no benefits
the god reserves gold for those who show discipline
so son, plant the seeds, photosynthesis (ayy)

[outro: jay nice]
what y’all need to understand is, man
what me and fahim doin’ right now, man?
what lefty is doin’ right now, man?
this sh-t’ll be remembered for years to come
it’s about power, uplifting
this 4 my d.u.m.p.e.r.z., n-gga
strictly
east side

- tha god fahim jay nice

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