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ego bruise (feat. raykaz) - kurry suave lyrics

[hook: kurry suave]
uh…
i can feel it when it’s playin’
i can feel it in my headtop, i can feel it in my veins (i can feel it in my veins)
yeah…uh, i can feel it when it’s playing (playin’)
i can feel it in my headtop, i can feel it in my veins (i can feel it in my veins)
yeah…
i got a voice so i gotta use that sh*t
ego, i bruise that sh*t
top shelf, i’m top flight, n*gga, move
i got a voice so i gotta use that sh*t
ego, i bruise that sh*t
top shelf, i’m top flight, n*gga, move

[bridge: kurry suave]
yeah, i feel like i’m pablo
i feel like, i feel like picasso
i feel like dancin’ in the louvre, check the brush strokes
dancin’ in the louvre, check the brush strokes
uh…i feel like i’m pablo
i feel like, i feel like picasso
i feel like dancin’ in the louvre, check thе brush strokes
yeah, dancin’ in the louvrе, check the brush strokes

[verse 1: kurry suave]
uh, yeah
i’m god’s will, n*gga, two g
check stance, n*gga, too deep
i feel like i’m peter, a church on the rock and none of y’all n*ggas can move me
bullsh*t don’t move gs
big wolves don’t sleep
fela told me “don’t play with the music”
yeah, look
you gotta give it your soul
if you ain’t gon’ do it a hundred percent, so why do you do it at all?
n*gga, you dont gotta lie in these songs
you want no smoke, save the bong
you only see green mowing lawns
you don’t put no b*tch in a thong
[verse 2: raykaz]
uh, yeah…jack dan with the ice in it
cat scan on this life business, if you look close see the price in it
vans move with your wife in ’em
dance moves like it’s mike in ’em
hard times when the cheese low, see the friend groups with the mice in ’em
wait…d*mn (hoo!)
ay, this snus pouch got a vice in it
glenfiddy make my head dizzy, swear this double cup got advice in it
all death come with life in it
can’t leave ’cause it’s life, innit? (yee!)
in the ring with the heavyweights, get ’em boxed in, then i tyson ’em
i was too used to enticin’ ’em, now i curve broads like a curveba*
tried the love sh*t, it didn’t work out, sad times but it’s part of the game
same game where i’m chargin’ the thing
soldier soul with the heart of a king
no friendships, got a real fear of endin’ up like what my father became
sh*t was over when i started the thing!
whet? ay, i’m goin’ ghost mode this year (hoo!)
really lean back, nicotine rap * they don’t want no smoke this year
i lost like 8 friends last year and it all came through experience (haaa)
they there for the smooth periods (haaa)
but leave when it’s too serious (haaa)
i think i’m losin’ my way (yee)…drownin’ in women and liquour and silence
i ain’t been sleep in like 900 hours
spit at the floor in the sight of a coward
bro did me dirty, we filled him with showers
cut out the snakes, we could never allow it
i might not eat if it’s regular food, but gimme a beat and it’s gettin’ devoured
(ay, yuh, wait, yuh)
(yee!) i got a gift so i gotta use that sh*t
way ‘fore a n*gga lose that sh*t
wait for a n*gga, god’s time
momma prayed for a n*gga all kinds and it’s time now, i gotta prove that sh*t
ego, i bruise that sh*t
he know i might reload like nemo, i gotta lose that sh*t
who’s that fish? f*ck that, n*gga * big shark in the tank
rollin’ with the crews so i gotta cruise/kroos that ship
toni with it, in the field * where the lil duppy boys
i’m a shark, where the lil guppy boys
i’m a bull, where the lil puppy boys
i’ma a…
[verse 3: kurry suave]
hol’up, yeah, uh…
life’s hard, but we life through it
talk sh*t then i might do it
i’m at your crib, i take out your b*tch, i make her eat out then i drive through it
man, a n*gga ego got a size to it
bird’s eye, put my sight to it
talking straight cash, i don’t fake facts, gotta take that sh*t and put a knife through it (yee)
me and my circle got 3.14 * we ain’t workin’ on math but we gettin’ the (pie)
we ain’t talkin’ ’bout meth but we gettin’ the (high)
we ain’t talkin’ ’bout planes and makin’ it (fly)
we ain’t talkin’ ’bout f*ckin’ and gettin’ it (by)
judgin’ n*ggas with a log in my (eye)
criticism got not sensitive (side)
got the heart of lion, don’t play with the (guy)
i be talkin’ my own d*mn girlfriend when i say that i’m into to the thick of it (hoo!)
i be k!llin’ my own d*mn bestfriend on the verse when i hop in the booth with it (yee)
i be cookin’ a whole d*mn gourmet, kurry suave the n*gga who spicin’ it (yee)
lee spike * the vision, i’m tight with it (yee)
’97 chicago, i’m mike with it (yee)
gettin’ myself off the internet
(i)…don’t give a f*ck like a celibate
(i)…i don’t tip toe, i’m big dawg with a big schl*ng and i’m ready to (fight)
they christopher wallace, they ready to (die)
i hop on the beat and i’m blacking its (eye)
no man on the top the boy, but if it’s a girl then i’m grippin’ her (thighs)
uh, this here ain’t no regular high
kurry suave, raykamikaze, south side was never a regular size
game shift, yeah, we changin’ the tide
on top and i’m bringing my guys
i got the sh*t that you n*ggas can’t buy
uh, all of you n*ggas are fried, right
[hook: kurry suave]
yeah…
i got a voice so i gotta use that sh*t
ego, i bruise that sh*t
top shelf, i’m top flight, n*gga, move
i got a voice so i gotta use that sh*t
ego, i bruise that sh*t
top shelf, i’m top flight, n*gga, move

- kurry suave lyrics

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