letra de metu neter - xavy rusan
[chorus]
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i’m tryna do more for the soul, way less for the bread (way less for the bread)
uh, yessir, uh
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i see the things that they do way less than they see (way less than they see)
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
[verse 1]
can’t be a real n-gga, might get you canceled
f-ck the whole system, need this sh-t dismantled
coppas treat a n-gga like the utmost wanted
tryna rule the plot, but don’t know what goes on in
news got a story with a new take on me
karen out the window with the screw face on me
but i know that god love me when my blunt burn
ninety-five degrees and i can’t get sunburnt
wonder when your government’ll make me legal
burn the whole city if i can’t be equal
get off my d-ck, please, brat, i earned that
four hunnid years, how you still ain’t learn that?
[chorus]
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i’m tryna do more for the soul, way less for the bread (way less for the bread)
uh, yessir, uh
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i see the things that they do way less than they see (way less than they see)
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
[verse 2]
shoutout to the crackas tryna gingerfy the genre
tell ’em free my n-ggas, middle finger to your honor
end of days comin’ down to seconds on the timer
goofy n-ggas, still tryna purchase that designer
’boutta buy a choppa, learn to grow my own food
’cause i don’t like the look they give me in the whole foods
and when you stay ready, you ain’t gotta get ready
but it ain’t on me now, i’m limpin’ ’cause my d-ck heavy
but ain’t sh-t sweet? n-ggas think we thin
my whole attitude on mc ren
it’s my neighborhood now, bop, bop, bought that
four hunnid years, how you still ain’t caught that?
[chorus]
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i’m tryna do more for the soul, way less for the bread (way less for the bread)
uh, yessir, uh
i take pack to the lung, k!ll the stress to the head (k!ll the stress to the head)
i see the things that they do way less than they see (way less than they see)
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
’cause it’s a war on the real, baby, look outside, uh
a war on the real, baby, look out
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