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letra de let it be known - yung revival

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[verse 1 – leach]
hit em with a hit in the back of the head
and the fresh of the pain that’ll go to your head
like cash, it’ll pay, they don’t want them friends
i’m printing off the page, i’m keeping it fresh

in my mind i’m gone so i’m flipping it all
i’m a creep in the streets but the heat that’s cold
they don’t ever wanna be, people never wanna hear
disappears, i’m weak and i mind, i’m wrath

there’s room for us and everyone parked where we’re supposed to be
i’m supposed to be creeping, poking, g, smoking green
i spin clean, we’ve been nipped by youse, a d-mn vise
and my mind’s always right, like i don’t decline my high sprain

hide in the streets cause here i come, i got the minigun
up in my palm and now you’ll never stop until i’m done
i dope the dome, on the run, riding shotgun
in the home, with my homie skinny-d with yung revival on the gunky

[verse 2 – skinny-d]
running a pump in the check
better be bringing your bulletproof vest
gonna be bottling all of the rest
never don’t place on my 9 so don’t pesk
skinny-d, little beats, yung revival with you next
now every day we going h-lla hard on the d-mn tracks

get you a lyrical whiplash
so send em, sit down and you kick back
witness the wickedness all over one
lacerate him and we hit that

laughin’, the perverts are griftin’, i’m passin’, we’re high in the outer sp-ce
hit em with the venom and get em in the face

sit back and i pop it, i’ma put a pulse and pop it and drip it and bloodily shove it and shove it, i’ve broken em all, apocalyptically f-ckin’ em up and i get it, breakin’ their neck and smokin’ a puff in the hall

doing everything like, teach a d-mn child

ignore the hate, every day i smoke crone
better be racking enough, war, get the f-ck on

[verse 3 – yung revival]
let it be known, we get a zone
whippin’ attackin’ that f-ck in the bone
b-tch i get it done, look at the dome
i’m boutta get all these haters a song

spittin’ my kick and then poppin’ the wicket
come and pop with it, i sit up without the complete
you took it like a chicken, not what you think, sh-t
take it until this is focused, they whip it
enter the scene, then give up the weed
you thinkin’ you bump but y’all hope it’s the king
true but the bean is shooting a beam
partisan pop it, i’ll take it again

went to chopping at the cone, cause the f-ckers insane
think of the dippin’, then think of the game
they pop it, they focus, i beat you the same
you’re talkin’ that sh-t but it’s back at the bane

we took on you man, but though they could do
they could do, they could do, wicked and pickin’ this b-tch
cause i’m boutta teach
look at the b-tches, they certainly jujitsu, took it, the b-tch

cause i’m boutta go, what the f-ck hoe?
check out the bone, n-ggas are gone
we’re getting it sown, yeah
they’re takin’ the f-ck at the bone, let it be known

- yung revival

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