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I Got Ya

 

I Got Ya

(앨범: Almost Heaven, Living In Hell - 2017)


Fuck your trucks, fuck yo shine
Don't nobody believe your rhymes
[?] you with your fishing lines
Talking [?] the snitching line
Dudes wanna cry when the mic is stowed
Dudes wanna die when the day was fold
[?] truth be told
But damn it boy destruction go
Fervent, insane, but working delay
[?] pain it's on my name
Never tame a lane, pointing fingers blame
But please understand we're not the same
David [?] unleash the monster
John Connor like call your sponsor
[?] my brothers keep up
Let me introduce you to the reaper
Lock your four wheels hills are steeper
Hit my rhymes [?] deeper
Going off like a 90s beeper
Speed it up don't be a creeper
[?]
Tickets back to Venus chapter
Car collector, I'm convalector
Takes those rhymes in a trust receptor
I [?] but I'm in the skies
Six shooters, straight blast [?]
Out your circle, ring of lies
Damn it boy it's your demise
Deep in the [?] you wanna bitch shit
Many more twisted [?] stick shift
Little motivates [?] trucks and lift kit
If you ain't live it you don't spit shit

I got ya
I got ya
I got ya
I got ya

Here I'll catch this hand grenade
As I demonstrate how fans are made
Real life, no anime
Get a track up, no anime
More like [?]
My arm bars make a phone snap
They listen in like a phone tap
I'ma throw back to when hip hop
Was real lyrics on a cold track
And they know so they crowd around me
Like a bonfire on a cold night
Paranormal activity in the studio
When I ghost write
The lights flickers and the chairs move
While I'm exorcising my demons
Got 20 voices inside my head
And everyone of them screaming
Finish, I'm a gladiator
Leave him leaking like a radiator
Whack M.C. eradicator
Sick of liars and exaggerators
You ain't about what you talking
Playing [?] walking
White boys that shoot good
Like we suiting up for [?]
In the mid 80s I'm a bit crazy
Should be insane cuz this shit's shady
Working hard for 20 years
Tryna get money and get lazy
Till then I'm going in
Wreck anybody that steps me
Team strong [?]
Damn it boy it's the legacy, let's go

I got ya
I got ya
I got ya
I got ya

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