| No filter!
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| The ladies enter for the big fellow
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| The definition of no filter
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| Is I say what the fuck I wanna say
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| When I wanna say it!
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| No matter who’s listening!
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| The truth is,
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| Half of these niggers gonna fuck with me anyway!
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| So what a fuck am I losing?
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| Fuck ya all!
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| Chorus: (x2)
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| No control, only thoughts I’ve been thinking
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| No filter with my words I just serve you what I’m thinking
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| And please don’t be mistaken, it’s not only when I’m drinking
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| When I choose to share mental, it’s a problem in the making.
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| Feel me nigger!
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| I ain’t never been one to bite my tongue
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| I see the very first thing I’m thinking just for fun
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| I call it whiskey votes, the thoughts that whiskey born
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| If that’s the way I feel, then that’s what I’mma talk!
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| Most of what I say, turns around and bites me
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| But I don’t give a fuck, cause I don’t really fuck with me
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| They say I say thanks that don’t really need to say
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| But if I hold it back, then it means I’m being fake
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| I’m in a pit with snakes,. |
| bastards filled with hate
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| But I’m trying to feel my blade, so it’s really no escape.
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| Maybe this is fake, I can be the voice of reason
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| , where it pays for you to be this even.
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| This, open season. |
| these pussies when they speak to me
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| I don’t get no closer to these niggers than I need to be.
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| That was my mistake, niggers first go around
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| No knew for no feelings in this business so I’m showing off
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| Feel me nigger!
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| Chorus: (x2)
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| No control, only thoughts I’ve been thinking
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| No filter with my words I just serve you what I’m thinking
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| And please don’t be mistaken, it’s not only when I’m drinking
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| When I choose to share mental, it’s a problem in the making.
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| Feel me nigger!
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| Mind of a maniac, the pictures where I’m living at
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| Rhymes of a braniac, now that I remember that
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| I’m defined with these rhymes and the way I act
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| .are the time in every rap.
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| All the time left you.
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| That’s the reason I’ll be drinking,
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| I’m just drinking, drinking hard!
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| Though I try to write these,
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| But these. |
| bring up memories
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| These memories bring up violence,
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| That I’m trying to keep within me
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| So I’m hoping that you hear me
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| Better yet, you’re feeling me
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| I’m trying to give you niggers
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| Separate ways how to deal with me!
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| Always keep it real with me, keep your shit tight
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| Lying is the number one reason I react become a silver bag
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| Introduction to this animal, no columns for no sucker shit
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| The shit is not understandable,
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| I’mma keep it with my hustle that’s the motto of the hood
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| . |
| I wish a nigger would
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| I ain’t up to no good, I’m just trying to chase a dollar
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| What you’re talking? |
| Are you coming, or it just might be a problem.
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| Feel me nigger?
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| Chorus: (x2)
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| No control, only thoughts I’ve been thinking
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| No filter with my words I just serve you what I’m thinking
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| And please don’t be mistaken, it’s not only when I’m drinking
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| When I choose to share mental, it’s a problem in the making.
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| Feel me nigger! |