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letra de heavy metal - upchurch

[intro]
(okay)
creek squad

[chorus: emzyg]
yeah, smoked out with my clique
you ain’t f-ckin’ with these honkeys, man, i swear they’re so legit
and i got a fifth of their burnin’ blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch
and we keep a smith with a couple standard clips
for them motherf-ckin’ snitches who be always runnin’ lips
and i got a fifth of their burning blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch

[verse 1: upchurch]
everybody hatin’ now, rappers tryin’ to act like me
six months ago they’s dissin’, now they play dress-up like halloween
saying they be ridin’ high when really they drive mama’s car
and i drive what i want ’cause i’m the realest redneck superstar
scottsdale candy painted cadillac sittin’ on the ground
my street life got them spider webs ’cause sh-t i’m always out of town
and i stay bookin’ shows like i am signed and play on mtv
but b-tch i’m independent, drop the t and add a c and e
american flag wavin’ ’til it’s ripped up on the colors
i got cameras on my house and every gun i got is loaded
they say, “enjoy your 15 seconds,” but it’s been about 6000 hours
rhec motherf-cker, i’m the man with all the power

[chorus: emzyg]
yeah, smoked out with my clique
you ain’t f-ckin’ with these honkeys, man, i swear they’re so legit
and i got a fifth of their burnin’ blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch
and we keep a smith with a couple standard clips
for them motherf-ckin’ snitches who be always runnin’ lips
and i got a fifth of their burnin’ blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch

[verse 2: emzyg]
ain’t no turn down in this b-tch ’cause i drift while i hit the fifth
ain’t no tellin’ where i been, but i tell ya how i live
mzg pond creek, to the haters rest in peace
and i got that m16 for anybody tryin’ to beef
in the barn the come up ever since that cracker was a youngin’
livin’ in the expedition, always tryin’ to murder somethin’
dope as h-ll like an old trail, f-ck twenty b-tches don’t kiss and tell
these hollow points won’t take l’s and i’ll send them out to your body pale
cliqued up like ak, straight blowin’ up like hand grenades
this southern rap sh-t go together like white lightnin’ and gatorade
i don’t give a f-ck ’bout what the haters say, we stay and turn like every day
we smoked out and we elevators, we wrecked the world and we celebrate

[chorus: emzyg]
yeah, smoked out with my clique
you ain’t f-ckin’ with these honkeys, man, i swear they’re so legit
and i got a fifth of their burnin’ blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch
and we keep a smith with a couple standard clips
for them motherf-ckin’ snitches who be always runnin’ lips
and i got a fifth of their burnin’ blue sh-t
and we keep it heavy metal, ain’t no turn down in this b-tch

- upchurch

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