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letra de jeff hardy freestyle - tribble

yeah, let’s go

swanton off the top rope
i done gave it all i got though
whatever keep a peace of mind though
still, a n-gga finna fly though
whatever you tell him, you better be ready to die on it
n-ggas act like i ain’t ride for em
then turn around and f-cking lie on me

my own d-mn brother f-ckin’ stabbed me in the back
took the air out my tires until it went flat
if it was up to him, i’d be dead on my back
i woulda gave my only brother my last
but i want a world of my own to have
just so i can put this sh-t in the past
really wanna keep it up then we can clash
lookin’ like jeffrеy versus matt
n-ggas so thirsty to hear me rap about him
sitting on thе gram with a wack medallion
forget who’s sleep, n-gga, f-ck the volume
shoot if they feet till you buck a stallion
n-ggas don’t even wanna up the mileage
we the illest noise, man, f-ck the silence
man, i don’t wanna talk about it
to the point that a motherf-cker brought the violence
n-gga, talk it out or i can take it out
you either gettin’ down or you layin’ down
then kick a n-gga while they think he down
so much they can’t see, they can’t keep me down
but this sh-t is gettin’ kinda creepy now
n-ggas lookin’ up over my people now
growing up, man, i wasn’t an evil child
if my pops could see me now
he’d see i’m the champ of the world
call me a rookie, but i don’t give a f-ck about no hurdles
motherf-ckers mad that they don’t deserve you
talk out they ass like they tryin’ to hurt you
promise that if i ever besmirched you
at least i took the time to f-ckin’ learn you
if i’m winning, it doesn’t concern you
my n-gga, we gotta unlearn all the sh-t that done brought us up
cause even the generations that raised us ain’t even smart as us
i’m finna take this sh-t over the top
my n-gga, i’m climbing up
i feel the adrenaline inside my body
i feel like a hardy boy
i feel like a hardy boy
swanton off the top rope
i done gave it all i got though
whatever keep a peace of mind though
still, a n-gga finna fly though
whatever you tell him, you better be ready to die on it
n-ggas act like i ain’t ride for em
then turn around and f-cking lie on me

if n-ggas hate, drop em on they ass with that twist of fate
hit off the top rope and now he ain’t got sh-t to say
he ain’t got sh-t to say
he ain’t got sh-t to say

- tribble

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