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letra de bacon - vi seconds

[intro]
red
red
right
right, right
sixx

[verse 1]
look
bro, don’t care ’bout police lights
everybody out know it’s a street life, rollin’
a dude with a delight, what i choose to do and what it be like
fly
that’s how it go with the clique
tell ’em my name sixx and i stroll with yo’ b-tch
holdin’ a split while she blowin’ my d-ck
conceited, better yet, chauvinist
i ride around in this 30-piece
when i come back around, you heard of me
i’m on some sh-t, you gotta learn to be
i’ll escort your time, as (?)
burn, burn, let it burn in your brain
let it resonate, you and i ain’t the same
suicide, i get a lot with a flame
you stuck on a leash while i can’t be tamed
i went from public buses to grindin’ out for a maybach
a n-gg- i’d say get more whips than a slave’s back
playback, rewind
my style, divine
i trend set, you trend sweat
my clique’s fly, redefined
you feline, i’m canine
i break steel with my canines
you hate i’m that n-gg-, but you never explain why
you just (?) sh-t and fold up
b-tch n-gg-, man up
i’m too st–z for walkin’ and i’m too smooth for handcuffs

[hook]
swervin’ through the city with police all on my b-lls
‘cuz i’m doin’ what i want and i’m screamin’ “f-ck the law”
better get it through your head, i’ll be like this ’til i’m dead
all my n-gg-s reppin’ with me while i paint the city red
f-ck a pig, f-ck a pig (i’m still bringin’ home the bacon)
f-ck a pig, f-ck a pig (i’m still bringin’ home the bacon)
f-ck a pig, f-ck a pig (i’m still bringin’ home the bacon)
f-ck a pig, f-ck a pig (i’m still bringin’ home the bacon)

[verse 2]
bringin’ home that bacon
stackin’ all my guap
kick so hard, the ground shakin’
neighbors dialin’ the cops, so
what? tell these n-gg-s, get off my nuts
i’m nuts and a ball like kobe in the clutch
keep (?) and my pockets gettin’ stuffed
(?)
uh, that’s why you ride on my schl-ng
‘cuz i swear (?) on one of my songs
but i run up in your state, all my gods come along
or i run up on your b-tch and i leave her in a thong
what? i do that
and you know that she likes it
and the reason i love it is ‘cuz i know you don’t like it
you recognize that i’m better
that’s the reason you bitter
i had fam that walked out and that never made me a quitter
why? ‘cuz i knew if i continue to do my thing
money will come forth and they’ll come back like boomerangs
but i won’t catch ’em, n-gg-s know that i never tolerate a fake
‘cuz the only thing that i hate more than a pig is a snake
snakes get turned to boots
better yet, belts are what i’m makin’
and for all these pigs, n-gg-s know that i’m ’bout my bacon

[hook]

[verse 3]
i”ll crack your egg, your clique will scramble, better break fast
i’m hardboiled, y’all all spoiled with soft sh-lls and don’t make cash
and i don’t play tricks, yet i leave you dummies stuck
fillin’ my account with h-lla os without a honey nut
sixx, brooklyn bad boy, get it? i’m ill
salute a general, you more general mills
and he gettin’ no mils, better sweat it, i’m real
come at me with all your lucky charms, yeah, i said it, for real
never gonna settle for your level, i’m aimin’ much higher
p-ssin’ off authorities ’til the day i retire
settin’ cities on fire, watch me p-ss on the flames
i’m a f-ckin’ anarchist with an anger at lames
the mouth of a sailor, a heart throbs charm
a f-ckin’ lion’s mane, two bionic arms
a lifeform never know to get rest
with a bad taste for swine if i’m under arrest

[hook]

- vi seconds

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