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letra de mk-47 v - whyae

say you gonna catch rec
only thing you catchin’s these motherf-ckin’ nuts b-tch
run up, leave you clutchin’
a hole like a munchkin
beat is cte concussive and it’s bussin’
bussin bussin bus it aye

say you gonna catch rec
only thing you catchin’s these motherf-ckin’ nuts b-tch
run up, leave you clutchin’
a hole like a munchkin
beat is cte concussive and it’s bussin’
bus it down, u bl-w j-bs on the john
only thing i call you is a blumpkin
a bumpkin on his job, with my squad
we some soldiers may keep steel but don’t expose it
yah, i’m taken pictures, striking poses
jah my witness, divine exposure
vision omnipotent, never pay a soul just to like my post b-tch
got exotic flows, no callin ladies hoes trick
bouta blow like explosives, really u the only one on that hoe sh-t
bro
slow ride, smoke out four-door til it look like two tone fleetwood or whitewall eldorado
caddy with a baddy
don’t you at me
son, i’m savvy
call me daddy, she do
been a player since pre-school
had to son the game
i’m at its practice in slippers mid afternoon
swampy roots, kicks all gucky stumblin out lagoons
never sipped muddy but id try it with a friend or two
step to me, i can certify it’d be the end of you
only take one word, ride for my crew
die for my dogs
skip to my lou
world in my arms
or the staple gun, then i’m making art
paving lanes, laying tracks for crazy trains of thought
what a commute its been, ain’t amused at the losses
latencies, lagtimes, and bosses
was happy as i was, when i wind up in a coffin

- whyae

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