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letra de braindead - van buren records

[chorus: saint lyor]
wildin’ out in my hometown, everybody know my song
she my biggest fan now, yeah, she be blowing up my phone
i’m like chip skylark, they be knocking when i’m not home
they be banging my line now, but i only f-ck with my clones
i was in that hallway, but i wasn’t throwing no stones
i be on some militant sh-t like i’m g.i. joe
they was always tryna judge me ’til i accomplished my goals
i be on some pimp sh-t ’cause i ain’t built like no ho

[post-chorus: saint lyor]
worry on my wish list for the times i couldn’t cope
almost had a death wish, but i made it out that, woah
made it out that dark place, yeah, i made it out that, woah (woah)
made it out that dark place, yeah, i made it out that, woah

[verse 1: luke bar$]
get up on your knees, give me head, b-tch (gimme, gimmie, gimme)
yeah, b-tch, i love brain, pull them braids, b-tch (pull them braids, pull it)
yeah, i be on the block, make it break, yeah
i be on to block my wrist shaking
caught him on the block he was shaking
police bring the mop, they been cleaning out the vacant (yeah)
i been stacking bread, f-ck vacations (yeah)
i be f-cking b-tches, i ain’t trying to have no baby
only thing i hate when a n-gga think he made it
bl!cky make a n-gga acting different, yeah
bl!cky turning n-ggas into b-tches, yeah
sticky gotta n-ggas seeing spirits, yeah
n-gga want some beef, they know i’m a vegetarian, yeah
you gon’ meet your umi if you keep trying to comparing, ayy
i am not playing with no lil’ boy (let go)
i got bands in the ceiling, boy (let go)
i just keep it cool, gimme loot
gimme head, gimme tooth, yeah
b-tches pick and choose (ayy)
she gon’ choose who got bigger bands
[verse 2: lord felix]
if you hear me, got them hitters and they down with that
if you tricking, she need diamonds, got no problem with that
when it dripping, slipping, sliding, don’t know how i react
shelby swerving, got me tight, give me heart attack
city ridden drugs and violence, that’s my habitat
and that sticky gimme balance, gimme pound of that
n-ggas doing all this talking, don’t how to rap
thought i lost it, huh? then i bounced back
gimme dap, call me bad, michael jack’, yeah
rumor has that we back in the lab, d-mn
hold me back, hold me back, on they ass now
run it back, run it, run it back, run it

[chorus: saint lyor]
wilding out in my hometown, everybody know my song
she my biggest fan now, yeah, she be blowing up my phone
i’m like chip skylark, they be knocking when i’m not home
they be banging my line now, but i only f-ck with my clones
i was in that hallway, but i wasn’t throwing no stones
i be on some militant sh-t like i’m g.i. joe
they was always tryna judge me ’til i accomplished my goals
i be on some pimp sh-t ’cause i ain’t built like no ho

[verse 3: jiles]
knee deep in some bullsh-t, n-ggas posted at the function
e flashed the .40, now these n-ggas wanna talk about it
chop it up, i’m giving game like d-cky v
had the d-ckies with the crease, brother’s pistol matched his sneaks
bébé kids, we was chilling in ps, we was wildin’
we was with the ruckus rock a n-gga at the rucker, rock a fella
we was styling on you haters and we balling like the majors
major payne, vb leave a legacy something like the wayans
we ain’t paying sh-t but paid dues
and they say a bird in the hand is worth two in the bush
and that’s right, cuzzo in the kitchen cooking up a coupe
we was politicking, we was catching wreck up on the stoop
[chorus: saint lyor]
wildin’ out in my hometown, everybody know my song
she my biggest fan now, yeah, she be blowing up my phone
i’m like chip skylark, they be knocking when i’m not home
they be banging my line now, but i only f-ck with my clones
i was in that hallway, but i wasn’t throwing no stones
i be on some militant sh-t like i’m g.i. joe
they was always tryna judge me ’til i accomplished my goals
i be on some pimp sh-t ’cause i ain’t built like no ho

[post-chorus: saint lyor]
worry on my wish list for the times i couldn’t cope
almost had a death wish, but i made it out that, woah
made it out that dark place, yeah, i made it out that, woah
made it out that dark place, yeah, i made it out that, woah

- van buren records

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