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letra de hear me. - trigga trav

you could die for nothin’ my n-gg- it never really mattered;
broad day n-gg-s bustin’, women & children scattered
his accomplice got busted, and then the n-gg- ratted;
on the run forever my n-gg-, might as well get it tatted
might as well get it branded;
die ‘for i start a family?
f-ck that, i’m tryna cop a crib out in paramus
simultaneously cop a whip that i could land in
rest in peace chinx, at least he died in a panamera
(uh)
cause n-gg-s dying in toyotas;
gettin smoked, hot-boxing in whips with no motors
they even runnin’ in establishments
like f-ck if people there, he was buggin yo he had to get it
god d-mn, the lord really condonin’ wild sh-t;
and those who got the melanin, they droppin by the thousands
bodies piling, with senseless violence
can’t even hear the battle-cries over all the sirens
f-ck it
cause it’s time to do some strategizin’
i’ll be d-mned if i’m caught up in that crossfire
i’ma-
go out just like a kamikaze, we all dying;
dog eat dog world n-gg- you better off biting
and if he switch sides on you, you better hog-tie em
slice em down his abdomen and toss em in a bonfire
i know i’m preaching bout justice
but i’m corrupted
you could blame it on my hood and all these political puppets
(uh)
i’m out in public
smoking pudgy, nose stuffy
but i’m easy does it, till i reach my day of judgement
but rush me, and i’m shootin’ like i’m iman shumphert;
you could try ya luck and get your whole like punctured
a hypocrite
i want peace but grown accustomed to this viscous sh-t;
proceed with caution when in my premises
godly intentions, but all the outcomes is sinister;
that’s why i keep heat like countries with high temperatures
my goal is excellence;
f-ck the world and the owner, b-tch i’m a pessimist
n-body greater man, i really do this effortless
and everybody a hater, go get your membership
just reached a new hiatus, no need to feel ashamed;
you can touch me and a lotta n-gg-s feel the same
and i can’t see you, eyes low off this k!ller strain;
i hope you hear me, lucifer said that he on his way

(yeah)

- trigga trav

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