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letra de what's the point - the neverending mixtape

[intro: aaron harris]
n-ggas get hit with the tec
b-tches, they pay me for s-x
i just came off of the jet
ice on my body, i’m wet
woah
look how i change with the flow
all of my n-ggas be gettin that dough
all of my n-ggas be countin that cash
all of my n-ggas be
all of my
all of my
[verse 1: trip c]
what is the point of me rapping
if i ain’t expecting to make me some money off it
i’d rather stick to just trapping
cause honestly my baby gotta see lot of profits
what is the point of enforcing the law
if either way imma be breaking that sh-t
what is the point of a pig
if not for pointing the heater and making some bacon of it
am i not making no sense
what is the point of that anyways
i’d rather stick to the dollars, got glue on my wallet
you want it, then you better get to the chopping
but know that i ain’t going down
without me taking at least one more body down with me
i been down bad but i ain’t down infinity
i’m coming up
what is the point of the grinding
if several years later you are still stuck
i’ll tell you what
grinding and grinding makes friction and sooner or later
you burning whatever the f-ck into dust
i’ve had enough

[verse 2: aliosha]
i’ve had enough
i’ve had enough
i’ve had enough
i’ve had enough
i’ve had enough
what is the point of the snakes in the garden
if they know that i’m out here slicing off heads
i know that they wanna point the red beam at my headtop
cause jealousy run in they veins
it’s such a bad religion
to envy the one that bring up the city in flames
always said there ain’t no problems if n0body pull up for real and one of us dead
f-ck
i know this sh-t is too much cause the truth ain’t so easy to hear
you cannot bear to look me in the face without looking away
all in the air i smell fear
what is the point
all of these tracks is my -rs-nal, point
cl!ck and releasing on several
send them to medical, smoking the same in my joint
[bridge: aaron harris]
n-ggas get hit with the tec
b-tches, they pay me for s-x
i just came off of the jet
ice on my body, i’m wet
woah
look how i change with the flow
all of my n-ggas be gettin that dough
all of my n-ggas be countin that cash
skipped on your b-tch, now i’m doing the dash
n-ggas get hit with the tec
b-tches, they pay me for s-x
i just came off of the jet
ice on my body, i’m wet
woah
look how i change with the flow
all of my n-ggas be gettin that dough
all of my n-ggas be countin that cash
skipped on your b-tch, now i’m doing the dash

[outro: 724x]
dear father, dear father
why do my enemies bother
line them up for the slaughter
we gon take em to the slaughter
dear father, dear father
why do my enemies bother
line them up for the slaughter
we gon’ take them to the

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