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hyper exercise 2 - ej the specter lyrics

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hold up lemme stretch right
i’m just tryna live life
i’m just tryna woah

this that hyper number two
scr*pped my old tape gonna reboot

boom

i got my switch loaded up games
we don’t think the same
i might play em on the plane
maybe on the train
n*ggas pushing on the door
knock em off the hinge
n*ggas wanting more
i just want revenge

different level that i’m on
i just wanna get off
because i’m too good i can’t keep it for long
but its whatever n*ggas be too soft

imma keep it real n*ggas processed
imma keep the steel n*ggas gon tеst

like we doing math
imma subtract

like wе new in class
imma hold my hand

up to the sky then draw my* blam

hit em in the head
hit em in the chest

deadshot aim too fire with the scope
n*ggas be braggin bout some lyrics that they ain’t even wrote
huh

check please

i am not keem
but i trademark things

wrote and produced you n*ggas perform
break all the rules while you n*gga conform

the standards of my level unmatched
you got a gun i just smack

i never prayed for myself
i am god so you pray to myself
n*ggas ain’t funny like snl
somebody gon get you and it might be my help

it might be the gang or it might be the goons
send out the troops, they posted til noon

get that boy touched like an xbox controller
spinning on blocks so you know that imma roller

acting like a chief imma give em a halo
and not like goku, he not coming back
there is no 24 hours you stay hoe
k!ll you again because you lame and you wack
open the door and we fly in
i’m making merch and they buying
you makin merch and they quiet
then get on the gram and be lying

i don’t make noise for the h*ll of it
absorbing the sun because i got all the melanin

white boys talking bout doing a drill like they cool
you talking bout lockdown drills in the school?

you b*tches ain’t made and its clear to point out
put it together don’t sit there and pout

i would never argue with a person below me
hit the inbox if you tryna show me

i will never hit the block on my own
sh*t get too hot so i’m staying at home

thats what i said when a n*gga was slow
now that i’m quick boy i want all the smoke

they said send em to god why they talking bout me
i called some k!llers they moving at 3

twirling a pistol like cable i’m bout it
n*ggas on d*ck man hop out the closet, bruh

- ej the specter lyrics

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