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Everybody Get A Chance (Zatru) #maninthemirror

Man in the mirror 
Only one I fear 
Burn all sex dolls 
You know you I’m top tier 

Gotta glock in this coat 
Come test if you dare 
Pitch  black in the woods 
Just tryna find Elly

Flashlight onna Glock 
A probably stop a deer 

Pushing up on ya block
To settle dem affairs 

Rambo blade on my hip 
It’s taking down a bear 

In the trenches of Gotham 
Trapping out a lair 

(Laughter)
These Niggas pussy 
How they not aware 

 Line you up in this scope 
I see you thru the cross hairs (I have sights on the target)

Kick her outta the trap 
Im moving like my moms here

Post up on ya block 
Im sitting inna lawn chair 

Think shit sweet 
Well I’m too rugid
Bagging up in the crib 
Got parcels by the dozen
My grandma just called me 
Crying bout my cousin 
Nigga did what he did yk 
I still I love him
I keep it a buck 
These Niggas get to bluffin
Wanna woof onnat net 
We spot ‘em and we rush him
Hk from the swiss
The pistol came from Russia
 Choppa split you in half 
Like breaking  down a crusher 
Never alone 
I’m carrying a cutter 
Lost in the field
I’m tryna save my brother 
Zatru keep sending me 
The fuckin best beats 
 Caught my opp at the beach 
I shot him off a jetski 


I know a lotta wanna test wanna me
Double back on his block 
We probably get him next week 
Head shot ate his face 
I find that shit appalling 
If you think it’s easy I
Then I beg pardon 
Live corn 
inna mash 
It’s from my chocolate darling 
Them man chat hella wass 
I really find it jarring
Done wan them involved 
You better tell your friends
Your warring 
Big shank on my waist 
The reason why ya bredrens falling
Check on ya love ones 
Stop this song call em
On the frontline , with my soldiers
Tell them fuckjn fall in 
Got shot in the chest 
He’s crying for his mumzy 
ballin😢
Big shank and on my waist
And they still tryn diss me 
Drop the lo to ya block 
And get there in a jiffy 
Don’t fw a lot niggas t
hey be mixy 
Lost her son in the beef 
She shoulda watch  her pickney
Wanna be onnat block 
That shits peak 
Gotta chop with a flag 
It come from mozambique 
Dese  nigga not competition 
Think they outta my league 
Im blood in the sand 
Throwing blood on the leaves 
Make ‘em cry for his life 
I love it when they plead
Gotta grin on my face 
I’m like the pot of greed 
I been dying inside
Just crying bout   serenity 
Wiping tears from eyes 
I fight them 
Like they’re enemies 
Got a Heart full of pain 
I’m tryna find a remedy 
Let me pain paint a picture 
On these fucking Melodies
I’ll be happy as fuck 
As long i pretend to be 
On the phone with khadim 
I see him as better me 
 If I die by the sword 
I’m passin on my energy  
Sending shots at that whip
And hit you like the Kennedys
E brake on the Glock
I hit ya whip and park 
Onna ped with shotty 
Tryna catch him walking 
Draw down with the Glock 
We spot em then we hawk em 
Caught a shot to the back 
He look Stephen hawkin
Shits hit ya face 
And interrupt that talkin
No shots to ya chest 
I’m tryna hit ya noggin 
Broadday with the mash 
I aim it high and bark it

Serenity (zatru)

BloodinTheSand

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