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33 - kil ali lyrics

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(verse 1)
came back wit the hindu weed
matching the industry

i just want no penalty
i’m blessing all my enemies

i look in the middle east
they got the same skin as me

white skin wana blow you up
white skin wana shoot me up

i didn’t wana start a war
way back back in 2001

i don’t even got no money
boy i cannot afford no bombs

they that sl1ck that ran iran
they that sl1ck that blamed osama

say that wicked all they showed
but let me tell you what i know

(chorus)
save that lip & starve the cold
they that sick & can’t evolve

from that hate that fill they heart
better hope don’t fill yoursoul

with that knowledge in that apple
i’ve bitten now into the apple

3 i’s & 5 percent
we the gods & nothing under

beat the odds & now we went
in & out into the h-ssle

33degrees of knowledge

(verse 2)

well i’ll gladly hop in the

driver seat

drive them curves

just to grab my keys

while she work….

i’ma be
on a swerve

i’ll switch at least

i got cream 4 the girl she want waste

she don’t think she got insecure ways

she a trip i don’t get in her way

when it’s to come relations i don’t partake in

none of those percs

benefit later

love only hurts

poppin these perks

just so it numb me

dumped by the dirt..

slumped out the church

drinking that bourbon

smoking that turf

trying to search

4 a connection

that’ll never be measured

i only tell them
there now to dead it

we build that pleasure

securing this treasure

(intro / your song)

i be the king of the 4
the lead of the sport
the decor you want
i need my a blunt
and some henny to stunt
because that’s what i want
so if you f-cking with a real n-gga
please do me one favor just

play your song
your song
(repeatx3)

(verse 3)
the perfect word
gave them this
spit the perfect verse
ask why like jadakiss
i was made for this
ran thru i’m on major sh-t
stop playing with
the lil n-gga…
the man creature
the d-mn diesel
the arms acres
the days in mayfield
round table
playing spades
sound stable
but d-mn haters
escalate us
make us hate us
thinking crazy
making payments
to change my change
just to change they brains
make em think the same
n-gga brand demand
a lil something different
consisting
but it’s always hard when
you on tripping …
dumb b-tch, you better come wit it

(outro)
5 percent 5 percent
that is all i give my woman
paint the picture any clearer
95 short of a hundred
i’ma give her 5percent
like i’m mf muslim
this your favorite song & you dance to
the rhythm
let go of me please
i’ve been shackled by the song
been imprisoned by the beat
so i had to sing along
put a feeling into melody
i thought why this occur
while feeling every single second
from the sound of that one word
love

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