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grøw - envy black lyrics

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[verse 1]
it’s been a minute and i’m itching for a k!lling
if a n-gga wanna try me i’ma show em what a villain is
i’ve been tolerant, but now heart is hollow
and my head is filled with demons, pretty soon they gon’ be feeling it
i’ma let em out. i’ma send em all amok
the ruling part of me just simply doesn’t give a f-ck
you better run, don’t approach me anymore
you don’t wanna test your chances, in a minute you’ll be outta luck
for future reference, if i snap you won’t be feeling much
you’ve yet to fathom pain, here’s knuckle sandwich, eat it up, you f-ckin’ chump
this little grumpy f-ck has had enough
i’m breaking kneecaps for any scheming n-gga running up
spare the rhetoric, i’ve heard it all before
the time of talking has p-ssed, i’m about to wage a war
removing your mama’s head, leave it at your front door
you’ve summoned the curse of wrath, find out what he’s got in store for ya

[hook]
you think you’re funny, boy? you think you’re funny, huh?
you think you’re funny, fuddy duddy lil dummy boy?
tell another joke, i’mma take ya lunch money, boy
run them pockets outside, it’s getting muddy, boy
you think you’re funny, boy? you think you’re funny, huh?
you think you’re funny, fuddy duddy lil dummy boy?
tell another joke, i’mma take ya lunch money, boy
run up on me, i promise it’s getting bl–dy, boy!

[verse 2]
this dude bum-rushed me stepping off the school bus
he threw me to the dirt, n-gga proving that he’s so tough
“so what?! yeen bout that life, yeen saying sh-t.”
“i’ma do this everyday, not worried bout a consequence.”
i’ma hang him by his ankles in a tree
cut him, gut him, use his belly-ropes to choke him till he doesn’t breath
ion give a f-ck. told the boy he shouldn’t f-ck with me
thissa prime example of pushin’ a kid to evil deeds
evil breeds in the bowels of my psyche
i like screams, i’ll squeeze em out a bully till his eyes bleed
you fight me, you prolly should be comfortable with dying
i might be unstable, i was raised without the right things
i see potential to make impressions
the corpse in my yard is indicative of a lesson
i sit silently antic-p-ting the next one
a harsh environment is surely to make a bad son, huh

[hook]
you think you’re funny, boy? you think you’re funny, huh?
you think you’re funny, fuddy duddy lil dummy boy?
tell another joke, i’mma take ya lunch money, boy
run them pockets outside, it’s getting muddy, boy
you think you’re funny, boy? you think you’re funny, huh?
you think you’re funny, fuddy duddy lil dummy boy?
tell another joke, i’mma take ya lunch money, boy
run up on me, i promise it’s getting bl–dy, boy

[outro]
waddup?!
you out here blindsiding n-ggas? you got the right one today!
you bout to learn a hard lesson, sir!
oh nah, don’t run from me, i’ma get yo -ss!
run that fade n-gga! run that sh-t!

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