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InTheChamber [lampp]

produced by: lampp

lyrics:

Yeah, it’s time to tap in 
I don’t give a fuck 
About what’s happenin
I’m just tryna do damage 
Carnivore like lycan
That bitch so enticing
Transform like a titan
I need that in writing
Off the shroom, outstanding

Off the shroom, still blammin 
Tap in huh- Told that bitch just come and pull up on me 
I said sorry to the Lord but I’m a sinner homie
Light that lil boy up he finna meet his homie
Nigga got extendo mags we go nd tote dat 40
Hunna hittas they’ll hit ya, in ya liga-
They do it for figures
I’m the Top Don nigga

T-O-P D-O-N
I can call my shooter come right now yeah on demand
I got plenty drillers cut ya down
Wow
Wow
Uh Wow

Yeah, it’s time to tap in 
I don’t give a fuck 
About what’s happenin
I’m just tryna do damage 
Carnivore like lycan
That bitch so enticing
Transform like a titan
I need that in writing
Off the shroom, outstanding

top don II

produced by: lampp

lyrics:

Yeah Ima baptist on dis track, i’m finna bless ur ears
I’m like a prophet, I know 2023 gon be my year 
Dis that prophecy yea this that spoken word yeah for my people
Used to play the P-4
Now i’m playin these hoes

See them thru the peephole
I only fw my people
Nigga ain’t grind for nun, yo life a cheat code
They be like how many grams u put in it, I said cinco

Yeah- Neck- Froze- Yeah- Fri- O

Momma said don’t play w fye, i play w torch
I just told my nigga you gon get awarded yuh
If i call 730 they gon put me in a ward
But i plead the fifth your honor idk that boy
Used to play w toys yeah now i play w toys 
Bitch i’m tryna blaze the blizzy yeah nigga bring the torch
Nigga i need information, do not make me torture

I can get it if i wanna
I can get it if i wanna
I can get it if i wanna

Yeah Ima baptist on dis track, i’m finna bless ur ears
I’m like a prophet, I know 2023 gon be my year 
Dis that prophecy yea this that spoken word yeah for my people
Used to play the P-4
Now i’m playin these hoes

See them thru the peephole
I only fw my people
Nigga ain’t grind for nun, yo life a cheat code
They be like how many grams u put in it, I said cinco

Yeah- Froze-

the prophetic word

rumble the world [woenen]

(Lyrics)

Looking up to heaven asking god where you go
And I keep my smith and Wesson everywhere that I go 
And these bitches got me paranoid wonder where I’ll go 
I don’t even know what going on I was the floor 
And I’m sliding on a fuck nigga riding off a pole
And I’m raising out my grave nigga I was born to glow 
In the sky I can feel it I can feel it in my soul 
Spilled the lean all on my trueys nigga I don’t want to know 
I was microdosing shrooms screaming murder that she wrote
Some shit you don’t wanna know
I came out im like a dove 
If you talk down to my witches im ready to go 
I hang with the devils them witches them niggas stitches I guess that’s the more that you know 

I want badly bitches 
saddie bitches 
satanic bitches 
all black like a phantom bitches 
I cant even stand these bitches
Don’t wanna talk to no hoe
Don’t wanna talk to no hoe
I cant trust no bitch no I can’t trust no soul
Kick the bitch out of the door
I don’t give a fuck what you owe
Nobody step on my throne 
That’s just the shit that I’m on 
I’m fiesting kinging the chrome 
Claiming the bottom ya dome
Bitch I got out of the home
Making my mark when I’m gone

better beg

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