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letra de fatality (murder one) - xrtist

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[verse 1]
my momma cut me out a pretty pr-ck
silent when i entered the world thought i was different
keep that thing up right on my waist draped in obsidian
poppa told me ‘if you ain’t about your business then you ain’t sh-t’
you was well fed from your silver spoon the difference
between me and you is that i really go and get the sh-t
while you’re pampered and stay ignorant
my pen stay k!lling sh-t, i have criminal thoughts
don’t make me envision them and make you all witness them
give a f-ck if you’re innocent, i’m causing some incidents
i’m kicking sh-t wickedly no coincidence
you ain’t my friend, my twin or sh-t to me
we ain’t got history, if i send a shot i ain’t missing b
hit your t–th, send a few more these bullets gon rip your spleen don’t intervene with nothing i’m shooting sh-t if it’s f-cking beef
duck or bleed, none of you p-ssy n-ggas can f-ck with me
f-ck the beef, f-ck around
i’ll send you up to g-o-d

[hook]
loading up hollow-tips in my gun n-gga it’s murder one
when they hear them shots go off they know i’ve (just begun)
slide at night until the sun n-ggas know what i be on
i became public enemy (number one)
loading up hollow-tips in my gun n-gga it’s murder one
when they hear them shots go off they know i’ve (just begun)
slide at night until the sun n-ggas know what i be on
give a f-ck i’m just causing a (fatality)
[verse 2]
life ain’t just a dream this life’s a f-cking nightmare
paralysis demons screaming giving me night terrors
madness on madness, blackout and f-cking blank stare
i’m banking on banks i’m banging until i’m blessed here
ain’t bowing down to no man i’ll never get on my knees
if i surrender to my god i’m still on both feet
ten toes when i’m praying even when i just roll deep
i talk to god to pray for me cuz i am no sheep
i still get no sleep my hustle’s like bodie
i’m doing so much until a n-gga just od
used to roll with twenty n-ggas now we just four deep
move militant in bulletproof whips that old jeep
i’m smoking og kush phoning my og
know what she told me? ‘xrtist you f-cking cold g”
she said it boldly you boys can’t hold me
and if you really want pressure you boys can’t hoe me

[hook]
loading up hollow-tips in my gun n-gga it’s murder one
when they hear them shots go off they know i’ve (just begun)
slide at night until the sun n-ggas know what i be on
i became public enemy (number one)
loading up hollow-tips in my gun n-gga it’s murder one
when they hear them shots go off they know i’ve (just begun)
slide at night until the sun n-ggas know what i be on
give a f-ck i’m just causing a (fatality)

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