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don - fmd enero lyrics

microphone k!ller, hip hop jack the ripper. enero the only one here right now, f*ck sam clipper. i’m going on a lamb to say i own these punk ass rappers. i k!lled 808s and slaughtered all the trappers. shot an uzi horizontally, crashed the little boat. snap the little pump and i am bout to gloat. i’m a goat, get ready b*tch you boutta float. (uh) penny wise of the game, all the mumble sh*t i loath. pac and biggie probably looking down like what the f*ck? i can lead us outta this depression with any luck. are we stuck, in regression, f*ck nah just a lesson that sеnt me in the right direction. out of mysеlf i demand pure perfection. man you get my message. the one building some ill sh*t based off some legends. i sent it. cold cut these mothaf*ckas like a delicatessen. who more of the k!lla, the reala embodiment of the coming of christ. im a man mothaf*cka. and you mothaf*ckas just some mice. flashing superficialities like money and ice.even though a year prior you were surviving off rice. food stamp welfare ass n*ggas, rapping about laying bass and pipe. it’s alright (yah) take it back to the top and let it off, (yeah uh, yeah uh) it’s the fallout from the heathenous bomb (yuh) flatline the heart beat on my arm (huh, mothaf*cka yeah, uh). this sh*t a mob (yuh) call me gambino mothaf*cka, cuz i’m the don

im the don mothaf*cka, i’m the don, i’m the don, i’m the don mothaf*cka i’m the don, i’m the don, i’m the don mothaf*cka, i’m the don, i’m the don i’m the don mothaf*cka, i’m the don (woo)

i’m escobar, gotti, nas, and giovanni in one (huh yah uh) . i’m the one who shattered the moon and then blocked out the sun, f*ck these frat ass rappers with the skinny jeans and man buns (ha). i’m as real as they come(ha) , as clean and dope as the sh*t sorrotity b*tches snort up they nose (ha). i murdered the mic, and i f*cked up the levels. i massacred the angels and murdered the devils. i’m god and satan on so many levels. i’m the heathen. i’m the evil. i’m the annoying aviator like them squawking seagulls (uh) throwing stones in a brick house and break your glass jaw, beat these n*ggas with a pillow case of pepsi and mango white claws (yah). yeah i came in with sauce, walk into the trap like a boss. hustling for loot like i’m biggie or rick ross (huh). you know what i got? you know what to say? i’m the illest mc since rakim or rza came out to play. whatchu want? (huh, yeah uh) p*ssed you n*ggas off with a song? told you whack ass rappers already fmd the don (yuh)

- fmd enero lyrics

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