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letra de the harvest - tzb

[produced by boi yanel]

[verse]
lost my confidence, somehow i’m still an optimist
they said i lost my sh-t, but how the f-ck did i just sh-t?
you n-ggas competent, but i’m the big boss of this?
you gotta be kiddin’ me, i’m off of this
no chorus for these f-ck-boys
this is not for the women, this for hardcorists
if y’all kings, let me see you come and conquer
i need bars, motherf-cker, boy, i want war
i need insults, lines that they won’t cross
we’ll b-tt heads, wit each other ‘til we both sharp
pass the bar, ball on n-ggas in the courtyard
‘cause i’m all in, n-gga, ‘til we both are
look, the flow slow, but rest assured i pick and roll
i kick the toes of n-ggas trippin’, i their get souls
i’m sick of talking, my n-gga, that’s why i spit the most
and most the time i feel like i gotta be alone
in the zone between my mind and a skeleton
in the zone between here and your b-tches home
i put myself in her hole until my d-ck is gone
what the f-ck you mean i’m vulgar, we really grown

[interlude]
uh, i mean i much for talking, i just let the beat talk like, like
uh, yeah, uh, yeah, let’s go (uh) uh (let’s get it) yeah, uh
[verse 2]
i set new trends, f-ck new lovers, i don’t want new friends
park a muhf-cker like a brand new benz
hotter than a skewer, i’m in touch with the enns
i’ll bring you all to ruin, then i build you up again
swimmin’ in the sewage, now you know that i’m the sh-t
try to flounder me, ima be a flying fish
try to counter me, imma k!ll your countenance
i’m the same as you, who you really up against?
sh-t is gettin’ tense, so i’m turnin’ up the temp
tempo got me blitzed, i ain’t gotta sip the henn
i’m rich in many ways, now they know i’m making sense
you say you made hits, but you barely made a dent
rarely do i ever get impressed when you vent
rarely do i ever tell a b-tch she the sh-t
rarely do i ever get in touch with my kin

- tzb

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