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letra de the last indian - vic spencer

[verse 1]
uh, yeah
ay yo i woke up with raps in the brain from the dreams
i been high as h-ll since i was sixteen
i stayed on the beat and now n-ggas spit mean
damage the weak ass n-ggas rap blood on my jeans
another moment of silence for all the wack rappers
clap faster than the chick that got 500 stds (ew)
and n-gga everything is ltd
nowadays n-ggas get dressed and be looking like refugees
take a moment out to laugh at y’all
not mad at y’all, glad to add y’all to the c-ck buffing sessions
proper is blessings, awkward just like a cold desert
with a cup of hot coffee, sneakers the color of toffee
stomp a head in, now they look like chocolate strawberries
put a line on top of your head like [?]
never let a b-tch tell you you can’t do sh-t
tell her to have several seats at the wic

[chorus]
conceal and carry was a trap from the beginning
to exterminate n-ggas just like it did the indians
supernatural
i add thoughts to the capital
laugh at you when you say dumb sh-t
now it’s time to pop off
[verse 2]
talk about shade n-gga, i’ll throw a whole tree at you
try to get up, little kids start beating you
so when the cop stops to show his gun
you n-ggas went to playing pokémon
meanwhile i’m off the tito’s with the sunkist
never date a bum b-tch
catch my head slumped on tits
caramel hump relaxing
time fraction, i want action
i call my ex ho just to sh-t on her
i been cornered
the ends foreign, touring
i’m behind [?]
i’m chilling with [?] instead of human beings
i choose to bling [?]
yank the alarm and go outside
just to see the hoes come outside
we had money but looked like bums outside
getting birds with the crumbs outside
no band but we got the drum outside
if i fill up your lung with slugs then n-gga you gon’ die

- vic spencer

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