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letra de never blink - the jacka

this that new sh-t n-gg-
follow my lead b-tch

[verse 1: jacka]
i prolly smoked alot of hop in my weed befo
and it made a n-gg- crazy but i’m loungin tho
n-gg-s hope that they gun stay from round me yo
call up cause be like “blood need a pound of that dro”
times is gettin hectic man i’ll pay you back later
i caught a case cause ya boy done went to school with a kata
i felt nothin man it’s really nuthin
it’s been so long since jacka felt somethin
i keep comin with lines that keep numbin ya face like c-ke lines
she keep hummin the background, what that sound like?
sh-t, i shoulda stayed in school or somethin
but i’m fresh out the county huntin down my runners
you feel me?

[chorus: x2]
[jacka:] i, hit the block high
[j. stalin:] make the song cry
[jacka:] got the eyes of a snake
[j. stalin:] never blink never cry
[jacka:] i, only move weight so i can move one time, i’m a real n-gg- you can hear it in my rhymes

[verse 2: j. stalin]
today i opend the paper
seen about of my n-gg-s, 2 got hit with a kata
2 got hit with a nine 1 in critical condition
plus they found my n-gg-s mama on the sh-r- with that fish
that’s why i smoke alot bo in blunt & i
pull the ski mask down hoppin out the suicides
i’m on a suicide, don’t really cae if i die
cause so many of my n-gg-s done died, & it’s like a jungle
sometimes i wonder how i keep from goin under
plus these mothaf-ckas keep, stealing my bundle
but i’m a nutso, from west o you must know
catch me in a (murana?) with ya baby mama
i’m a baby gorilla got banana clips for the drama
knock a n-gg- off than feed him to the piranhas
gotta be around for when my son come out my baby mama

[chorus x2]

[verse 3: dubb 20]
man my life ain’t no walk in the park
i spent many nights alone, in the cold, lost in the dark
me & my sister, nothin but death can break us apart
inside i’m superman ain’t nothin breakin this heart
yeah mama ain’t raised no punk, taught me the basics
never graze sh-t, whenever it’s funk
taught me to reign sh-t, take sh-t, whenever i want
and if a n-gg- like “wh-ssup? “, then leave him with lumps
that’s exactly what i do, follow my mamas rules
of e, not d, cause that’s what my mama use
f-ck it dude i drug abuse, look at me
i’m from the gutter why the f-ck should i be happy?
my hair nappy, plus i grew up poor
and i’m still livin broke, what i grow up for?
i wish they never had me shoulda let me go
if you feelin how i’m feelin yo let me know
might twist up some rope & just let me blow
‘fore i make the beat hot & just let me flow
the dope i chase the hood boys on my face
i’m runnin, stuck & man there’s no escape

[chorus x2]

- the jacka

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