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letra de seasons greetings - twe3zy

[verse 1]: smokeez
ain’t a man hating on me that could walk in my shoes
how could i prove i’m ill-est, k!lling n-ggas at school
lyrical legend, the pen’ll dead ’em, and i drop jewels
but these n-ggas is too busy smoking rocks to see ’em, it’s cool
my b-tches want me to commit
but i want all my b-tches accustomed to cutting these n-ggas off
i burned all them bridges
now smoked salmon come with the lemon, i miss not a minute
if it ain’t paying i don’t pay attention, who am i kidding?
look, i’m too different, flawless flow, can’t you spit it?
no you can’t cause, you don’t know what to do with it
like ya girl told me, she call me to come through hit it
i’m the 1st player, it’s time to show you that you pippen
i’ma grind about mine, i’m stacking it up
swisher cut, guts get dumped, and wax in the blunt
your diss track too trash to respond so i’m good
take yo re-up for the month and roll it up in a wood

[verse 2]: twe3zy
hit the lights, the party’s over
sunrise hit, and now we’re sober
flipped 180, cocaine odors
stevie miller, midnight toker
feed the fire, metal pokers
lucky, gotta lot of four leaf clovers
can’t remember anything from june to october
cause of brain disorders stemming from acid hang overs
it’s a catch twenty two like president grover
whipping sticks and brick until i can pick which range rover
i wanna take to whip until the sunset dips under the horizon
and the party goes until we hearing sirens
drugs taken to enlighten and brighten
all the sights and silence the static
because i need it quiet when i hit the notes
or else my conscience choke and what i wrote
won’t get spoke until it’s picture perfect
and it fries out the circuits
and it flows through your blood and pops the tourniquet
makes molten metal fizz, with likes of krizz or maybe hopsin
so hot it’ll make your top spin

- twe3zy

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