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unforgiven - jimmy donn lyrics

“oddballers teaming up with good fella records to bring you migalito on a collab with the one and only, mr. e.”

[migalito]
i’m past the “yes, yes, y’all” sh*t
i’m on some monday night brawl sh*t
last time i was in the m*f* mad sh*t
this time i’m on some bad sh*t, leave a n*gga’s ass kicked

pistol whipped, with the pistol grip
and after that, i’m letting these missiles rip
i wasn’t the first to diss, but i’ll be the first to dismiss
make even the hardest n*ggas be the first to p*ss

same clout, never someone, i be the first to miss
though i got this game, act likе this sh*t that hurts the wrist, n*gga
i’m ripping heads off and sticking them up assеs
so maggots can get in that goodbye kiss

i’m on some ill sh*t, punk, learn some sh*t
sit your funny ass down, maybe i’ll burn some sh*t with you
but first, recognize this, my fighting style is like that of tommy burns and sh*t
have you in the ground eating worms and sh*t

translated: expired, outdated, eliminated
wait a minute, since when does having money
make this b*tch ass n*gga’s whole car was reinstated
save it, ’cause i’ll still thirty*eight it
in a minnesota blaze, crazy sh*t
doing this game, but i ain’t never played it
death? done faced it but never waste it
fat boys done blazed it, high*speed so chased it
you kidding with me? come on, man, seriously?
i’m beating maggots up, something viciously
admittedly, the unforgiving was meant to be

[jimmy donn]
unforgiven is how i’m livin’
it’s my religion, it’s my decision
dissecting mics with fine precision
talk sh*t and you just might come up missin’

unforgiven is how i’m livin’
it’s my religion, it’s my decision
dissecting mics with fine precision
talk sh*t and you just might come up missin’

f*ck the shotgun, i want your head sawed off
call the coroner, get the rest hauled off
make a bomb threat, watch the wicked called off
i’m [?] with limbs that fall off

pass the molotov, i’ll show you a hot block
pass me the glock, i’ll fill your body with hot rocks
f*ck making you dance, my heat will make you hopscotch
sock off, even pop block top notch
mr. hotshot, talking about murdering sh*t
walking around with fifty clips, like you’re scared of some sh*t
where i’m from, we keep them loaded on the hip
and we tattoo our crew on the inside of our lip

f*ck them all shot, i’ll hit your head with a bullet
put some slugs up in your chest and watch you backflip
now that’s some mad sh*t from st. paul to minneapolis
hit you so fast, you won’t know what happened

like a 767, i’ll rock your twin towers
enough power to devastate all you cowards
watch your family bring flowers to decorate your grave
jimmy donn’s an alias, unforgiven’s my name

unforgiven is how i’m livin’
it’s my religion, it’s my decision
dissecting mics with fine precision
talk sh*t and you just might come up missin’

[migalito]
pain is the name of this game, trouble and came
so you n*ggas can quit lookin
thought i couldn’t him ’em again? you’re highly mistooken
if you can smell what the [?] is cookin’
spittin’ raisins and broken glass
giving these rap kids lacerations and stitches
kick ’em when they down, this is my town
and these rap kids is gettin’ a little too big for they britches

that’s why the green switch is for these whimpering b*tches
[?] got it, don’t mess with the ill*sider
make a hideout and i’ll find it, endangering the climate
[?] a replay, but i rewind it so your ass could never deny it

i’m an ill*sider, i don’t negotiate
i’m past talk, your ass is grass [?]
sydney, go take the piraña out
imma show you cowboys what die hard is

i’m living unforgiven on this rhythm
hitting up anybody i see when i come out, no doubt
i’ll take one of you thugs and put something up in your mouth
and show your brains the back way out

i’m past calling names, now i’m giving shots out
i got the marks and i’m going all out
i’m having these stinky ass n*ggas hauled out
when i’m blowing the walls of the mega mall out

[jimmy donn]
unforgiven is how i’m livin’
it’s my religion, it’s my decision
dissecting mics with fine precision
talk sh*t and you just might come up missin’

unforgiven is how i’m livin’
it’s my religion, it’s my decision
dissecting mics with fine precision
talk sh*t and you just might come up missin’

- jimmy donn lyrics

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