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ROUND HERE (PART TWO)

 

ROUND HERE (PART TWO)

(álbum: moMINTs - 2022)


'Round here if it smell funny, onions getting peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, onions getting peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, get yo onion peeled
'Round here if it smell funny, get yo onion peeled
Look, I was out in the field since I been lil', never been house cat
I'm from where everyone active, if you come at them backwards, they be where yo' house at
I don't care about no hoes, where is yo' spouse at?
Tobechukwu Dubem Nwigwe, who cares if it's hard? You gon' have to pronounce that

It no be small ting at all, it no be small ting at all
It no be small ting at all, it no be small ting at all
It no be small ting at all, it no be small ting at all
It no be small ting at all, it no be small ting at all
It no be small ting, no, it no be small ting at all

Aight
I made it out the mud, that's on gang gang
I'm really non-violent but if you ain't, I'm on the same thing
A demon never touch my kids or my main thing
Big Glock, R.I.P. John Witherspoon, bang, bang
Yeah, that's just off GP and principle
Everything I spit is nonfictional, it's visible
Yah gave me the vision, He gave me deliverables
My mama told me never move wit' imbeciles, so I don't
Shoutout to my Africans and Aboriginals
The seasoning we got is like the pinnacle to all that's pivotal
Swear to God if you place yo' heart to all my syllables
You'll see that every bar is critical and diagnosed
At the most essential verbiage, that's for the gutter
Since my thirtieth planted seeds in my baby mother
Was told if you love her cuff her, marry her and don't use rubbers
Build a generation of some strong black mother, hold up, heh

feito

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