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letra de im bout my bread like tha earths crust - tha god fahim

stay on point, keep sh-t tight, it’s a must
roll a joint, light it up, take a puff, uh
i’m ’bout my bread like the earth’s crust
i’ll shoot you dead ’til your head bust (brr)
as he bled, all he saw was the red dust
dreads crushed, precision rounds opened him up (brr)
they say, “put the guns down”, for what?
’cause if i ain’t got it on me, n-ggas still can get clapped
what the f-ck?
whippin’ some sh-t made by elon musk (vroom)
billionaire minds bring the dollars to us
bet my bottom dollar you ain’t rowdy as us
got a couple streams, but to us, you suck, give a f-ck
i know you p-ssy n-ggas hate my guts
they really mad they can’t get no cake with us
they really sad ’cause they still take the bus
can’t listen to these rappers ’cause they make sh-t up
what the f-ck?
i’m layin’ laws like the government
my flow is rare like the ark of the covenant
pray allah let me hop on the mothership
’cause some people in this world be on some other sh-t
i carry the cannon, n-gga, so what?
’cause fake n-ggas make my blood pressure go up
to keep it real, i don’t really like n-ggas
smoke you like crack with thirty in the pipe, n-gga (brr)
in the midst of so much chaos and hatred, practice patience, uh
the world is a matrix, remain gracious
because the lord blessed us
it could’ve been worse, know these streets is infested
invested in the pains of the young
some of my ancestors was hung ’cause where they from
that’s f-cked up what they did to n-ggas
all the agony and misery they give to n-ggas
it make it hard for you to trust
knowin’ society would love to see us as dust
but we gotta suck it up, i get on the mic and f-ck it up
i dump another tape, then level up
i pop a n-gga top like 7-up
f-ck

- tha god fahim

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