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murder to excellence - kyle tim lyrics

murder to excellence
ain’t gat no money to spit brother am up against
thieves the butler medical re-port to the attorney please
just stop talking
in the lecture room get your pens and start jotting
now the thing most confusing is that this rappers seem to be the carc-ss with lichen am the master with hope
i finally got more dope than i ever imagine
tuxedos with v necks was d-mn ma fashion
that’s the hook there
n-gg-s shook when i mention the names for a swoop there
spilling lot of malarkey and prolly put the noose there
whose there
jumping transitional like a clown on some pajamas hours on to their smooth death
they try to kick me outer saw their boot left
d-mn that’s a loose step
living a life with alot of problems
am tryna save ma whole cash just to feed ma daughter
i don’t know if that sh-t gon ever be enough my daddy should i call am
popsi ain’t gat a job buh i gat the white collars
best from a super merchant
never being obsessed with chicks that’s why am never searching
alb-ms like the rocket that n-gg- you know am always launching
f-ck the f5 function
deeply immerged
feeling intact
annealing the partial feeling you feel cos you ain’t no match
putting in a he-rs- feeling you feel when you ain’t feeling kyle your feelings used to be what
i cared bout, i cried bout buh words
can’t explain what saying
i attain what am aiming
buh in case you pull a cased rifle and you start aiming
dont shoot cos the red dot is on you and you be laying 6ft deep you know what the f-ck n-gg- am saying cos am ghost

- kyle tim lyrics

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