| Natural disasters all these emotional rappers
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| Master of my own fate and I own my own masters
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| Don’t let this smooth taste fool you
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| When I bust I school you
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| They throw rocks and hide behind the computer
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| It’s yellow tape and white chalk when I’m on the beat
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| Yeah, you rich, but your talk is cheap
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| Never see me trying to walk with sheep
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| I’m so famous can’t even cough in peace
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| Your alter ego is Maltese
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| I was waiting for Auntie Punkin release
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| You niggas crying over spilled milk
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| Probably never seen your friend killed
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| Probably never seen your dad die
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| Or played dodgeball with fed time
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| I’ve done some things I ain’t proud of
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| Like, sold my mom drugs
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| The devil put some toxin in me
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| Demons trying to have an auction in me
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| They want to sell my soul
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| Going once, going twice, never sold
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| Best story that was never told
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| Keep in mind that I have several episodes
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| A lot of things to be thankful for
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| A wife and three kids, I may make it four
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| Never get the credit I deserve
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| I don’t know if you hearing every word
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| I don’t get the credit I deserve
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| Rest in peace, Johnny really had them bars (Had them bars)
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat
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| They wanna know where the jump shot come from
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| Coach Outlaw taught me the B.E.E.F method
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| Balance, Eye-contact, Elbow-room, Follow-through
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| See that’s what I was taught to do
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| I probably learned more from coach Gwyn
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| Than I did from my own kin
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| Yeah, the streets was my sensei
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| I sold dope, then rapped about it on my mixtape
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| I had respect, but I gained more
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| You rather be underrated or unemployed?
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| Umm, think on it
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| Kesha ring big enough to skate on it
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| My lifestyle big enough to hate on it
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| This beat hard enough to put Jay on it
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| My yard too big to put a rake on it
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| But I’ve got the cars, leaving the Wraith on it
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| Never get the credit I deserve
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| I don’t know if you hearing every word
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| I don’t get the credit I deserve
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| Rest in peace, Johnny really had them bars (Had them bars)
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat
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| Yeah, I’m a threat
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| I’m a threat, threat, threat |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Threat 2 Society , by - 2 Chainz. Song from the album Rap Or Go To The League, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп