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endzone - allblack lyrics

defensive line
slammin’ n*ggas, wrestle mania
22nd ways i’m najee up in pennsylvania
2 bar d*ckerson with visor, protect my cranium
blitz the a, gap, sac, turnt up the stadium
finally got my sh*t together, made the wild card
without morris, we wouldn’t have made it this far
these seniors don’t like me, i’m a freshman on var
the raiders need to call me, i’m better than carr
stain sh*t, jadavion clowney
vick made one mistake, fans forgot about him
with all that money he ain’t know yes men was around him
fed the whole f*ckin’ ocean and they still drowned him
i can’t punt the ball, i got zyke with me
my lil n*gga enbridge he keep pipe with him
i’m down the 50, 40, 30, 20, 10
i’m rookie beckham, they can’t f*ck with me
fast coupe, hot pursuit, pedal to the flo’
tank on f, i’m fulla gas, i*20 route
huddle up, ain’t listen up, it’s 4th and 2
you run a post, you run a drag, let’s execute

my o*line hefty, they stay ready
i threw a screen pass, them boys tried to blitz me
i’m alvin, i got windy shifty
tried to grab me, he caught a stiffy
i’m play running in new orleans like i’m rookie ricky
i’m the coach you gotta watch
(turn my lineman to a running back)
and you better watch the clock
(we gon’ run the ball every down)
don’t give a f*ck how much we up
we fina score every possession
i’ll fake a punt
im mr. blew ‘em out by 21

i can’t punt the ball, i got zyke with me
my lil n*gga enbridge he keep pipe with him
i’m down the 50, 40, 30, 20, 10
i’m rookie beckham, they can’t f*ck with me
fast coupe, hot pursuit, pedal to the flo’
tank on f, i’m fulla gas, i*20 route
i’m down the 50, 40, 30, 20, 10
i’m rookie beckham, they can’t f*ck with me
i’m like lester going brazy in the 80s with the stick ’em
in the endzone baby yeah that’s how we did em
touch down score field goal everytime in the opposition
when tt passed all the homies was trippin
that’s why celebrate yo life everyday we better living good riddens
blood i heared they caught the enemies slippin
ducky just came home he sliding in a new bentley
west nellas getting money tell a b*tch like this still pimpin
still tippin in old caddies with wacko big snupe dippin original peelee i tell a hoe that she need millions
hit a switch down the branz now l’m three wheelin
do good by my lonely why the f*ck would i need n*ggas
squeeze triggas squeeze triggas still even tho l’m getting six figures
sold a condo for half a milli and bought some stocks with it
pulled up on uncle larry we doing bidness
i din’t even rolled my 5.0 in my garage sittin**

- allblack lyrics

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