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kloud flow (interlude) - joey trap lyrics

i be the vigilante citizen swimming in women and liquor
im sl!cker than b*tter
flow in the [?] in it pimpin yo b*tch with no rubber
i play the instrument’s singing you just a drummer
any predicament bruh you think you you sl!cker than n*ggas
like me or your brothers until your ligaments
ripping and ripping and send your ass to your mother
then come and ask for her number when they ask kid who kidding not even stevie would wonder
what it would feel like to be defeated by fetus suppliers
im smoking strong and im spitting the fire
im more than a morgan freeman i’m [?]
sending eleven shots at your neck surviving ain’t likely
before we wreck it infected better respect it
im dropping bars like its tetris
im getting these checks like im nike
like let it be just the greatest and greater than n*ggas that’s hating
the bravest i waited and now i grind like im skating
i’m stating the problem embraces on a daily basis
my wrist has a face like the bases that im moving
yea it’s white smush that funk
i should call dizzy wright
im in a foreign you n*ggas riding a bike
and i ball like im mike im a dog in the mic
ima dodge it just despite
you n*ggas tom and im jerry
i f*ck your mom cause she let me
i pull up calm and a chevy
i pull out arms and its heavy
im bumping [?] and levy
you n*ggas thinking im a rasta
smoking swisher with the ganja
young n*gga really sipping lean i ain’t do no vodka
pull up with the chop i’ll pop your brains like who wants lasagna
cubans on my neck [?]
yea cause there’s b*tches and cubans
dominican’s all round my neck no coincidence that i’m a monster
you pull up in that monster
i got all this mud in my cup i don’t f*ck with vodka
i f*ck your girl than kick her out she back now call it karma counting up my commas while she sleep with no pajamas ???
i am a god and she is just topless
metal on me promise her ex man colossus
[?] got the water i bless man no ???
it’s obvious y’all are just envious bummy
b*tch with the 6 pack the healthiest coming
try not to freeze with the celsius
below zero on the wrist i’m the wealthiest running
[?] with the money your pockets ain’t funny
i guess i’ll put the burner to your tummy
wrap all the money with bands like a mummy
piling fly high be crying
if i stand on half of my paper im like goliath
how the n*gga get like this
i threat like this
feel like my name is chris paul ima ball on the beat
all of my n*ggas is some beast
call up my n*ggas if you needed some more weed
and be rolling up the trees
n*gga can you feel defeat n*gga
fatality!

- joey trap lyrics

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