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LIKE A TIGHT PUSSY MAD THAT I CAME QUICK AND IT  WAS A SQUEEZE CAUSE MY FAT DICK DONT FIT/
I LET THE WALLS BUST THROUGH WHILE IT SOAK DRIP BY DRIP AND KEEP A 38 UP ON THE HIP, PIMPS AND THUGS I SEND LOVE CLIQUES WITH GUNS/
PISTOLS, SLUGS, AND SELL DRUGS, SIT WITH NONE/ 
WE GOT, LOTS OF TIME, AND SHIT WE COULD/
WE MIGHT AS WELL SO LETS BE GONE/

POVERTY RAMPANT/
SLUMS NOT ABANDONED/
WAGE WAR/
POLITICIANS COME AND DEMAND IT/ 
FEEL SOIL/
EYES DIRTY FROM SLEEPING IN MUD/ 
I SPEAK CRUD MAN I LIVE IN IT DONT BUDGE/
BREAK AND CRUMBLE I DONT/
WE LIVE HARD/ 
I FEEL NOTHING BUT HARD TIMES THATS JUST LIFE/
STICK IT AND MOVE/
I GOTTA GET WIT THE GROOVE/

ONLY ONE RULE IN THE JUNGLE THATS NO RULES/ 
YOU RUNNING OUT OF BREATH IN THE RUN OF A COLD JUNE/
SLEEPING WITH PARANOIA/
FUCKING YOU SO GOOD IT KEEP COMING BACK FOR A SECOND/
ONE TIME/
I HAD TO DUCK FROM SHOTS DURING BREAKFAST/
THIS ONE TIME/
A GROUP OF NIGGAS SNATCHED ON MY NECKLACE/ 
I HAD TO JUMP OUT THE WHIP WIT A TOOL LIKE MECHANICS/
ALMOST MADE THE DAILY NEWS JUST MADE IT HOME BEFORE 7/ 
HEARD THAT THEY BEEN ROBBING ON THE LOCAL SEVEN ELEVEN/ 
PRAY THEY NEVER HIT THE CORNER BLOCK WHERE MY COUSIN LIVING/
DRIVING DOWN THE BLOCK THERES MORE DANGER THAN SPEED LIMITS AND CROSS WALKS WHEN YOU CROSS THE ROCKS MEN WILL TURN INTO ARMED GUARDS/
PROTECTIN THE TURF, 
BERETTAS ALERT,
THEY POP A PUSSY JUST FOR PRESSING HIS SHIRT/ 
IF YOU WANNA TALK TO ME/
YOU NEED FULL PERMISSION DISCLOSURE NO CLOSURE, THEY DYING LIKE SOME DOGS ON THE SOFA/ 
I NEEDA SAY IT ONCE,
LOVE TO TELL YOU I TOLD YA/
YOU PUSSY NIGGAS NEVER MAKE IT OUT WHEN ITS OVER/
I FEEL CLOSED BUT CLOSER LOOKED LIFE OVER/
YOU FEEL CHOSEN HOPE SO BE MY SOLDIER/
GIVE LIFE WATCH OVER SLEEP THAT COMA/
AND THEN DIE RECEIPTS FOR ME, MY COMMA/
I LOVE THAT TO SPEND I CLAIM MY CHECKS/
YOU LOVE DEATH I GUESS AND PAY MY RENT/
WE RAISE TAXES SHIT WELL SUCK MY DICK/
I FUCK POOR FOR BREAKFAST THATS MY SITCH/
I LOVE FRANKLIN, GRANT, AND WASHINGTON/ 
YOU DONT KNOW MY THING I DONT KNOW THEM/

I FUCK YOU FUCK THEM FUCK ALL THIS HERE/
I REALLY WANNA KNOW HOW SHIT GON’ END THIS YEAR/ 
I SPEND MORE IN DEBT I TAKE YOURS QUICK/
WHO WOULDA THOUGHT AMERICA WOULD END LIKE THIS?/

Fukkit - Cold June (Prod. Disvstxr)

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