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going rap crazy - dojokillem lyrics

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[intro: dojok!llem]
yeah
k!llem sh*t man
(slajidi, turn me up)

[verse 1: dojok!llem]
you can’t get me in the mood
i’m in the stuart’s darkest hair. that’s when i’m really in my groove
yeah, yeah, sorry for the long way just stay in tune
if you don’t believe i already made it in your stupid eyes do
we all can’t make it that’s my spot in the game ain’t no more room
he’s so mad. i took his b*tch man that n*gga a buffoon
but we know when there’s winning we are numbers just go loose
i don’t get tired or run out of gas so i’m a crew
still sleepy better wake up this ain’t the time to snooze
you ain’t on the right cruise. you was cruising for a bruiser
if i wasn’t in the lair, i think i’d really lose it
music make my world go round. that’s probably why i choose it
grinding hard for the change that i got. this one no hand out
longer day to keep the haters away. for that, i stand out
and to let it change my flow. therefore, nothing can be caught
another feet down. k!ll them, hit their ass like rocky

[verse 2: dojok!llem]
have you ever seen a hundred bands, all green?
i really held that sh*t up in my hands and bought some weed
i know you bought that sh*t above your man’s, you should’ve copped from me
facing every wood by myself, cause n*ggas smoke b*weed
hey there, never know that hill i climb, that sh*t was steep
let out all my anger on the beat, that’s how i read
i want the fortune, f*ck fame, to pick the only thing i seek
if you listen deep into my music, you would know i’m neat
industry rappers and some labels in my views, tryna creep
i’m the hottest thing shaking, tell me i know what it means
i was itchin’ bout to blow up, but still ain’t pull up
up on the scene, we f*ckin’ every flow up. (k!llem sh*t man)
[verse 3: ybn nahmir]
i know these rappers mad at me, we k!ll them so nice
said, now the n*gga got a dp. i post it with a 40 in the section, that’s on me. dead homies play weak, said then we gon’ creep
that’s a lot of uppercuts, start me feelin’ like i’m jc
you wanna spend it bad, you gotta go and get a p at least
and my father in the dark, you know i am
sendin’ shots, takin’ shots, and i need a n*gga
but now i’m f*ckin’ h*lla b*tches, they fiend for the n*ggas
still on the block, n*ggas know i’m 25, ain’t weak
i got a glock, homie, right now i’m in a 40
i can never play with no lame hoe, this b*tch is boring
if she bring a plate to the table, i might leave her snoring
she got me in her bed when it f*cked up my wrist
i know her baby daddy’s been a b*tch, that’s on credit
all these b*tches love it when i have it all the way
and watch when you drive with a n*gga and hit your kid

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