| Yeah, it’s Tha-motherfuckin'-God
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| Uh, check it (motherfuckin' God!)
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| Motherfuckin' God!
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| I’m death’s messenger
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| Came a long way from givin' blessings
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| My niggas pray at dinner tables, clutchin' Wessons
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| My main man stuck on the ave, he always stressin' (man)
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| Tryna make them ends meet, survival lessons
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| My godly presence: packin' the Desi, walkin' this desert
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| I turned a blind eye to the peasants
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| The cyclone of fire is easy to get tied in
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| Niggas snitch by information they provided
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| Pockets lookin' cheesy like Doritos
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| Fold you up in white sheets like burritos, rollin' cee-los (uh)
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| In back alley of death, you claimin' that you nice
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| I’ll lay your whole style to rest (your whole style, man)
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| I’m into piling checks
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| Check the technique, I melt mics, causin' a foul reek
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| So stay the fuck from 'round here like Memph Bleek
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| The Shogunn on repeat, I’ll chop the butter off your teeth
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| You comin' close to sufferin' defeat (sufferin' defeat)
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| You comin' close to sufferin' defeat (uh)
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| Chop the butter off your teeth, put the buck up to your niece
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| I earned my respect, the 'K I let release
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| I write this shit for the streets and my niggas that got released
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| A sharpshooter, I could shoot the drum off a beat (tatatatatachacha)
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| Nigga, I could shoot the bum off the streets (tatatatata)
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| Nigga, I could shoot the tooth out your cheek (tatatatatza)
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| Runnin' your beak, is it the booth or the streets? |
| (boom boom boom!)
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| I can see you niggas peepin' me sideways
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| When I was sixteen, I used to shoot sideways (uh-huh)
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| Used to take it to school, tote my grip in the hallways (yeah)
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| Shootin' niggas' blocks, wettin' shit like a tidal wave (brrrr)
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| Everything I do, it gotta be my way
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| Twistin' up blunts, smokin' Ls back-to-back like it’s Friday (Friday, nigga)
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| I speak the street shit fluent
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| My .38, you wouldn’t wanna run into it (brr)
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| It’s a cold world, so bundle up
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| You can never get enough
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| Growin' up, 'cause this world is rough
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| It’s Tha-motherfuckin'-God! |
| Yeah, uh
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| Shoutout my niggas, man
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| My niggas on the east side, man
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| My nigga, man, my nigga, man
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| My nigga Smoke and shit, man
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| What’s happenin', my niggas? |
| Uh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Kabuki Ski Mask Way , by - Tha God Fahim. Song from the album Tha Tragedy of Shogunn, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп