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rna - katori walker lyrics

motherf*cker, i′ve been mortified, fortified, feeling like i’m mordecai
i ain′t regular feel like jordan wearing 45
traumatized victim i’ve seen some of my n*ggas die

knock you off of base with a bat when them n*ggas slide

homicide, genocide, televised emphasized
perpetuating war tell that n*gga he gone pick a side
hood ties from hood lines while n*ggas doing dope lines
don’t run until the cops that a b*tch n*gga exercise
don’t run into the cops that′s thе motto
i don′t see it coming to an end like [?]
n*ggas get chippеd like [?]
send a wave through the hood now it’s sounding like [?]
while you eat bread with avocado
we be trying to dodge sh*lls before it land in our tomato
singing all my sorrows on apollo
i′ve been trying to pave the way
but they didn’t tell me it was potholes

america ain′t dreaming it been scheming
when the birth of a nation came from black n*gga s*m*n
we all know it’s black n*gga g*nius
everybody loved the culture they be black by convenience

hold on, hold on, hold on my n*gga you talking way too much [?] n0body wanna hear that sh*t
n*gga speak about some hoes or some money or sh*t
n*gga i don′t wanna hear that sh*t
n*gga i’m not saying don’t rap how you rap my n*gga but
make some sheet we can vibe too

sounding like a real n*gga anthem
shorty saw my wallet now she think a n*gga handsome (wealth)
telling me she wanting me to hammer
trying to get saved baby i am not the answer (no)
i could never trick on a b*tch
unless the b*tch is my b*tch
with a kiss on the lips like ahhh
i am not a pimp with a limp
i′m a man with a gift and i′m doing my sh*t like ahhh
tell them other n*ggas i’m the n*gga
i′m the man in the city and my bank account bigger
and my body count bigger that’s without a doubt n*gga

i′m 100 steps ahead that’s a lot of mouth n*gga
that′s a lot of clout n*gga what you all about n*gga
what’s your dollar amount n*gga
you a boy scout n*gga
i’m a big dog, tell the truth i don′t get y’all
this sh*t sounding corny motherf*cker turn this sh*t off

bro i can′t rap how everybody else rap bro
everybody talking about hoes cars clothes chain’s and money
that sh*t corny as f*ck bro
on god i don′t wanna rap about that corny ass sh*t

- katori walker lyrics

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