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letra de reggie - vijilance

(blackcreek)

cut to the chase
it’s my reckless behaviour
hear me in the tales, i’m the legend, saviour
money in the bank man, i’m contagious
find me all the b-tches with the hips curvaceous
sticking out the side with my gat
smoking fat blunts by fire where its at
f-cked out my mind, i’m unusual
lifting up the tide with my mind, i’m immovable
what you got, what you bring?
i got blunts and dem tingz, and them friends that are fine
and they bring all the 10s
tints on the front and back the benz
break out the pills, with a box full of sins
grass and the fire, making amends
puffin the smoke, and i turned on my lens
tinted my vision, just like the benz
grippin the heat man, just like the pen
just like i’m flowing without any end
just like i’m flowing with action again
just like i’m flowing so masterful maaann

(vijilance)
elemental commenced the menstrual blood-spill
do i take a red pill or the blue pill?
maybe benadryl, man i’m high as h-ll
only time’ll tell if i’mma die tonight then i might as well
time to sell all my stocks, the rocket ship is blasting off, i’ll cough a bit but pass the bong, rotten spit, tapped ya daughta
masta k!llah, ye- that’s the genre
take a back seat, with ya wack weak, cr-p heap discography, got blackcreek p-ssin on the beat
dis honestly, is gon-or-ee-uh..misogyny?.. nahhhhh
went to the studio meditated
studied so i don’t get renegaded
nate dogg; warren g- y’all gettin regulated
segregated, terminated, nothing y’all can say about it
lungs of steel, exhaling supers, dialiated pupils, stoned medusa
ma rooster standing high as a roofer, the ruse is up
cuz i roofied ya booster juice- huh
gettin tunnel vision, partying with twenty women
guardian to the aryan race- f-ck it i’m kidding
stuck in the middle of k!llin the rhythm
pop another pill of penicillin
i’m iller than militant cuban guerrillas
soldiers on the bank roll, rollin your ankle
tango & cash- we got the dank flow
dodging covid while i’m saying “sank yuh”
fallin for my dank troll, comin in to thank ya
not a minute to spare, singeing ya hair-
singing to b-tches over there, get their digits in a pair
if they say “no”, i’m pushing em down the stairs
sn-tchin their wallets- buying the next round of the beers

- vijilance

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