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letra de new religion - your old droog

[intro: your old droog]
i said yo, check it, check it
yeah

[verse 1: your old droog]
clips on top of clips spit
gettin’ to the grit, we make rounds while you nitpick
here to send a wip, sh-t hit like a rib kick
heard you caught your wave suckin’ on some crip d-ck
she still chase me ’cause i’m elusive and cryptic
life full of obstacles, i did not slip
flipped ’em so hard, they don’t even know they got flipped
and [?] got the nerve to pop sh-t?
one phone call, make your vinyl not ship
hop, skip, you can’t see me like mitch mcconnell’s top lip
“invest it in yod,” always been a hot stock tip
but they ain’t wanna pay your dawg like jerry krause and scott pip’
try and play me like some kinda sidekick, them f-ckers hate me ’cause i don’t ride d-ck
only thing i ride is your b-tch, a snare and a kick, somethin’ melodic
no trains, car color of crash bandicoot
or that [?] banana coupe, all off mechanicals
keep it amicable, lest we respond like animals
lot of folks is tyrannical, mo’f-ckers can’t manage they own lives but wanna try and manage you
banish you to the pits of h-ll in a medieval style
dungeon kind of prison, no sunshine prevention
my undying vision will not subscribe to nihilism
got it all off repetition, rather make new history than to sit here and only make revisions
on that note, i’d like to introduce new religion
true and livin’, flippin’ this chicken like blue ribbon
bird of prey snap the vertebrae of the stool pigeon
wouldn’t pass ’em a clam chowder in a soup kitchen
had my head in the sky, like, “i sense superstition”
[verse 2: tha god fahim]
don’t get me started on cheese and provolone
my steel put mileage on, your st–z is styrofoam
makin’ art deals from amsterdam to pakistan
australia down to j-pan and back again
ready rock, we gon’ diddy bop to the safe vault
can’t n0body hold me down, just like puff and ma$e taught
my instrument cost, ‘case you wanna consult
can’t escape your own thoughts, i’m ’bout effective results
i’m impervious, my native tongue language is murderous
the flow all flames, like a cerberus
hustle hard, i can barely get a night’s rest
they just write checks, mic test, as i mic check
i don’t like debt, got me twisted like keith sweat
climbed out of poverty, i calculated each step
i calculated each step
crack the van allen belts, limit any limitation
i’m highly valued in any valuable situation
that’s the lifestyles of a six-ring camp
i let my acorns stack, big dream facts
you’ll get demolished by the six-ring champ

[verse 3: mach-hommy]

[outro: sample]
the jew-iest sh-t i’ve ever heard

- your old droog

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