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letra de van persie - zxmid

[intro]
i don’t wanna be a product of my environment
i want my environment to be a product of me….

[verse 1:zxmid]
you better hope that your man wants belts
you better hope that your gang gon’ help
im not a man for the messing
not for the stressing, bang!
dropped with a belt
how many birds had high hopes
of going to college, now they’re snorting coke
im talking sh-te and not a thing you’ll do
say you hate me but you blare my tunes

[chorus:zxmid]
you are not worthy, you cannot hurt me
you man a snake just like van persie
i let the last man know
an elbow to the nose
and he won’t come back thats certy
i only want the b-tch if she’s bad as f-ck
and she love to suck like she kirby
please don’t be talking sh-t , man i’ve had enough
man’ll skin ya like christmas turkey
[verse 2:zxmid}
20 quid for 1 gram
if ya don’t like the price then go scram
don’t try get riled up ,you’ll get lamped
i’ll rip your eyes out and i’ll stamp
i’m on my mortal kombat
i’ll rip your throat
snap your legs and i’ll break your nose
pure clean cuts, no blood on me clothes

that’s northface, nike
sh-t thats pricey
don’t know why he don’t wanna fight me
he must be afraid i must be frightening
move like a maze,two hands like lightning
f-ck,pace like adama i’m quick
she don’t want hugs she only want d-ck
i don’t want her i’m taking the mick
only bad birds they have to be thick

he’s got big talk for a small man
i’ll have his mouth tasting my right hand
i buy some new sh-t , i’ll blow 5 grand
and i’ll flex on you ya broke pr-ck

[chorus:zxmid]
you are not worthy, you cannot hurt me
you man a snake just like van persie
i let the last man know
an elbow to the nose
and he won’t come back thats certy
i only want the b-tch if she’s bad as f-ck
and she love to suck like she kirby
please don’t be talking sh-t , man i’ve had enough
man’ll skin ya like christmas turkey
[verse 3:macx999]
got a gun for a limb like sterling
kick his t–th if he asks how i’m earning
as i’m running by flames i’m burning
but i don’t give a sh-t i’m still freezing
i record my songs on the weekend
when i’m alone, attention not seeking
sit the f-ck down, put the cork in it
don’t you move or blink when i’m speaking

put a knife in your chest its leaking
twist it left eyes flash like a beacon
twist it over to the right no reason
you move through life with no meaning
you’re a sad little f-ck i can see it in your eyes
call me wilder with a left hook
don’t give me sh-t, don’t act like a pr-ck
giving dirty looks,isis in a truck

and i’ll run you down like mane
track you down, n’golo kante
got so much time like fergie
no t–th in your head like scurvy
and i whip the katana
fruit ninja, i’ll chop off your banana
any last words cut it off sayonara
real right pr-ck getting f-cked by the karma

f-ck!

- zxmid

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