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letra de military press - tha god fahim

[intro]
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check it
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[chorus]
get all my firearms ready for blastin’
get all the contraband ready for stashin’
get all my soldiers war-ready for clashin’
few n-ggas try, but can’t f-ck with the passion
it’s me and architect bringin’ the cash in
i’m up in foreign whips, doin’ the dash, then
if you ain’t pursuin’ happiness, n-gga, you sad, then
i got the metal when i’m bringin’ the bag in

[verse 1]
can’t shop with anybody, n-ggas be taxin’
i need proof i get loose with the back-end
melanated, the original blackman
all my writtens be riddled with facts in
i’m in the studio droppin’ these raps, and
while i be addin’ up, you be subtractin’
i got work to do, i ain’t relaxin’
100 tape legend, i ain’t actin’
in other words, a n-gga spit like a mac-10
pray to allah, so a n-gga be tapped in
and where i’m from, a lot of n-ggas be clappin’
it’s like a warzone, i learned from the captain
[chorus]
get all my firearms ready for blastin’
get all the contraband ready for stashin’
get all my soldiers war-ready for clashin’
few n-ggas try, but can’t f-ck with the passion
it’s me and architect bringin’ the cash in
i’m up in foreign whips, doin’ the dash, then
if you ain’t pursuin’ happiness, well n-gga, you sad, then
i got the metal when i’m bringin’ my bag in

[verse 2]
you got questions, answers, problems, solutions
pollution, sickness, virus, conclusions
false depictions with bad intentions
dreams and wishes, cream and b-tches
lynchings, dogs, rats, pigs
evil, good, parents, kids
n-ggas gotta learn to eat to live
n-ggas gotta learn to work and spend
i make sure my every move is big
ain’t no love – why? ’cause ain’t no love to give
don’t ever turn your back on a real n-gga
thinkin’ you some kinda big cat, you just a lil’ n-gga
and you ain’t even touchin’ six figures
you still split $500 with six n-ggas
still get [gunshot], a n-gga been blessed
and when it come to rappers, yo, my style eat flesh
[chorus]
get all my firearms ready for blastin’
get all the contraband ready for stashin’
get all my soldiers war-ready for clashin’
few n-ggas tried, but couldn’t f-ck with the passion
it’s me and architect bringin’ the cash in
i’m up in foreign whips, doin’ the dash, then
if you ain’t pursuin’ happiness, n-gga, you sad, then
i got the metal when i’m bringin’ my bag in
f-cker!

- tha god fahim

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