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maxxx pain - karlos slimm lyrics

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always tryna read my mind but i never let em
why we tryna escape time we don’t know no better
if i say i hold you down then i never let up
know i gotta hold it down keep it seven letter

f*ck up on my beat get
f*ck up out my face
i just stack my chips
i just stay up out the way
f*ck up on my beat get
f*ck up out my face
my plate filled with shrimp then i was it down with pain
i’m in the b*tch out the blue i can’t be nothing like you
been in that b*tch from the path but all my money is new
i’m in that b*tch off the red
syrup sippin’ like the flu
got a loosе screw in her head
told you don’t makе a wrong move
in the night run it up til the sun up
cross my heart hope to die for my loved ones
get inside get a pipe all you goners
k!ll your feelings inside they don’t own us

yes i rock
yes i roll
take your time
tame your soul
yes i rock
yes i roll
free your mind
lose control

f*ck up on my beat get
f*ck up out my face
i just stack my chips
i just stay up out the way
f*ck up on my beat get
f*ck up out my face
my plate filled with shrimp then i was it down with pain
f*ck up on off my d*ck
f*ck up out my face
i just stay up out the way
f*ck up on my beat get
f*ck up out my face
my plate filled with shrimp then i was it down with pain

more pain then i get told
sorcerer on my chakra flow
my conscience stream like lava flow
immaculate rap rock n roll
i’m moral code then far below
horoscopes read like gossip no
our destiny set in stone
my soul is where the locked is room
visitations turn conjugal when you quick to let choppas go
making mistakes we outta know
taken the bait from block patrol
optimist just not logical
protestant just not proximal
before they let globe explode i plan to rest inaugural
none of them problems occur to me
can’t get no chains they got no sense of urgency
i am from marz but but my b*tch is from mercury
she wanna 69 i give her third degree
we turn your state into emergency
ain’t got no hustle these b*tches they worry me
i keep that mask on like i’m in surgery
in the night run it up til the sun up
cross my heart hope to die for my loved ones
get inside get a pipe all you goners
k!ll your feelings inside they don’t own us

yes i rock
yes i roll
take your time
tame your soul
yes i rock
yes i roll
free your mind
lose control

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