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be not afraid - azure the paradox lyrics

[intro]
i think i might be happy
i want him more than dead, i’ll split his friggin’ head open!

[chorus]
be not afraid when i step in the room
what would a real n*gga do?
not linking with b*tches i’d rather get gold with the crew
wiping yo sh*t off my shoe
not posing with gang, you playing to lose
been breaking her back like i’m breaking the rules
i came with some thangs they busting in twos
i’m dancing with uzis, you better move

[verse 1]
a h*ll of a vision i’m really that dude
she hating my confidence saying i’m rude
that water of life got me changing my views
so how can i simp when i’m living my truth?
been self dеstructing and sending some nukes
so gеt out of my way fore you swept with the broom
brought sand to the beach i be seeing my dune
got blue in the eyes i been changing the hue
wait, too d*mn old to be down and bad
i’d rather be bad and bougie
why would i give you a chance to come f*ck with the man when you nothing but a groupie
might ghost on a b*tch she p*ss me off i promise it get real spooky
b*tch i pop back up like jesus
smash on a shawty in the back of the viewing
5 foot 7 but i stand on top of you n*ggas i’m patrick ewing
2018 i was running that fade lil b*tch i’m back and still improving
motherf*ckers still can’t pr*nounce my godd*mn name so best be introducing
b*tch i’m atp and murakami the realest to ever do sh*t
[chorus]
be not afraid when i step in the room
what would a real n*gga do?
not linking with b*tches i’d rather get gold with the crew
wiping yo sh*t off my shoe
not posing with gang, you playing to lose
been breaking her back like i’m breaking the rules
i came with some thangs they busting in twos
they wanted the tape, i’m bringing it soon

[bridge]
b*tch if imma die then imma go out with a bang
hiroshima, nagasaki, b*tch i’m flyer than them planes
been with the same team we ain’t never hit a trade
my n*ggas ruff ryders got the cradle 2 da grave (talk to em)

[verse 2]
couple of things i never could lose
i’m playing the ruse
you don’t want smoke with them cancer sticks
i shatter your vuse
how you tryna gaslight me in my car
you couldn’t afford the fuel
thinking i’m writing these songs about you
you couldn’t fit the shoes
f*ck being modest i’m bodying sh*t like a surgeon
closing the curtain
flipping a bag, she want her a bag
but she don’t deserve the birkin
i had to yeet her out of my life
b*tch i be rocking a turban
be not afraid when i show up in person
been the superior version

- azure the paradox lyrics

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