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letra de close to me (feat. doe ramon) - verbal mcmahon

[hook: verbal/doe]
raise my face to the sky
lay a kiss on the rosary
yeah they only wanna love me sometimes
that’s why i never let em close to me
that’s why you gotta keep your gr-ss cut, gr-ss cut
whole lotta snakes, gotta see em coming
they see you shining & them haters wanna mask up, mask up
toolie by my side, they ain’t taking nothin

[doe ramon]
every now & then i look up in the sky & wonder why
i got these haters on me coming for my life & then i stop
realizing that i’m doing something right
cause if i wasn’t then these n-ggas wouldn’t be gunning for my spot
a n-gga hot boy, lobby running gotta shout out to my block boys
middle finger to the motherf-ckin cops boy
& to them haters that keep thinking ima stop boy
i’m feeling undefeated, zero losses but i’m not floyd
praying for my enemies cause i know that it hurts them
to see me at my best, they wish i was a different person
pay the lames no mind, that been the one thing that’s for certain
don’t wanna see me winning, that’s the lesson that i’m learning
a n-gga swerving, you n-ggas ain’t really worth it
you really worthless
i’m a leader on this earth b-tch, i serve a purpose
play the corner to get richer like a n-gga sherman
this sh-t is urgent, lobby!

[verbal]
i see em slithering, i’m swinging with my sword, yeah
i hear em whispering, they wish ill on the lord, d-mn
they keep picturing me gone but they wrong, yeah
i keep delivering them bombs, they in awe, yeah
lowa turn a man to a ghost so now you prolly can’t see em
on the shoulder carry boulders, prolly wouldn’t wanna be em
said the lowa turn a man to a ghost so now you prolly can’t see em
on the shoulder carry boulders, prolly wouldn’t wanna be em
see i never ever let em too close
in the garden where the fruit grows
where the hood? just walk east; he who talk least do most
lil truth but a huge dose, got red eyes & a blue nose
sick em on em with a finger snap
even black magic can’t bring em back, d-mn
tell the fat lady sing it back, it’s over n-gga, it’s over
told my old b-tch i don’t need her back, it’s over n-gga, it’s over
just let it go, can’t have my soul
hit the road, i’m on a roll
no hero here, just weirdos here
watch reptiles bring the euro here yeah

[verbal]
lay a kiss on the rosary…it’s why i never let em close to me…

- verbal mcmahon

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