| I wet the whole entire block then I broke off
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| Lift the boat off Russian sickle Nikolai Volkoff
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| I ain’t never met a motherfucker that was so soft
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| I remain fire like folk who ain’t turn their stove off
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| And I still rhyme cousin with a flawless fervor
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| I got money and catch cases like Roethlisberger
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| And y’all are Dennis Dixon, that’s just something different
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| I need another prescription, I got a pen addiction
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| I got a Muslim shorty now but the ex was Christian
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| She ain’t overstand the godliness of my position
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| Anybody who ain’t family is opposition
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| The M9 got a big nose, Scottie Pippen
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| Vinnie sipping on the Goose, god hit this marley
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| My hands running out of fingers, young Vince Lombardi
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| I got a tet offensive similar to Victor Charlie
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| I meet a bitch, I don’t sweat her, this ain’t a Christmas party
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| Try to stop mines from growing, I’ll make your blood stop flowing
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| Fuck your life
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| I make blood money with flecks of blood splatter
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| It’s drug money, the aspect of it doesn’t matter
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| All the blood and death is what gives it the X factor
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| A lot of blood and sweat goes into the trespassers
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| I kill swiftly, I like to take life quickly
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| I take a pint of blood and make moonshine whiskey
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| I like to keep the 911 lines busy
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| I like a fun time in a crime-ridden city
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| All the blood that we use is worth every bump and bruise
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| Once the hunt pursues we ain’t on the Onion News
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| I don’t run from the problems I start usually
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| We wet you up, no lifeguard on duty
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| Then I’m at the bar or a movie
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| Then I’m with a beauty watching hardcore nudity
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| Had to ditch the bitch that thinks we’re dating exclusively
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| The old grey mare she ain’t what she used to be
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| I’m that last line of coke that you see on the mirror
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| Take your last sniff, now you think you seeing shit clearer
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| I’m the nigga that’s behind you waiting to get paid
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| I’m that hard-assed dick that’s waiting to get laid
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| I’m them Pumas that you rock that was made out of suede
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| You the nigga came to cop and got caught in the raid
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| I’m the venom that lies within the king cobra’s core
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| That new blood soaking through the enemy’s soul
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| The spoils of life, the ills of men
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| John Wayne Gacy, Charlie Manson, killing again
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| I’m released from the penitent, mind state militant
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| Bombs underneath the tent, bismillah I repent
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| Sent to Earth from a distant galaxy
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| I am no contradiction, far from a fallacy
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| Freddy in the booth bring nightmares to reality
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| World War 3, I’m enlisted by JMT |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fuck Ya Life , by - Nems. Song from the album Coney Soprano, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп