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nova / what happened to pastor? (mase dis track) - loon lyrics

[intro]
gq beats
what up skippa?
yeah

[chorus]
yo it’s a war goin’ on outside n0body’s safe so
yo you heard what happened to pastor mason? (what)
i heard they found him in harlem up in the bas*m*nt (get the f*ck outta here)
they say somebody with [?] gave him a face life
yo it’s a war goin’ on outside n0body’s safe so
yo you heard what happened to pastor mason? (what)
i heard they found him in harlem up in the bas*m*nt (get the f*ck outta here)
they say somebody with [?] gave him a face life

[verse]
ayo i madе you f*ggot (f*ckin’ f*ggot), i don’ saved you from major static
i’m the reason why you madе some cabbage (n*gga i made you rich) when n*ggas wanted your chain
could’a told n*ggas they can have it
n*ggas been watchin’ you for days in traffic (know i know where you be)
n*ggas [?] [?] the green lights, funny sh*t, you know what my team like
yo pastor i thought you seen light (yo what happened to bug)
sh*t don’t seem right, the world thought you had an epiphany (for real)
but all you doin’ spendin’ church money at tiffany (d*mn)
listen b, yo i don’t know why you riff with me
knowin’ i keep the fif with me, knowin’ you know my history (why you f*ckin’ with me, son?)
the day you signed me, i gave you stripes, you play the day, son, i gave you nights (come outside and see yo)
son i gave you life, we dead wrong, n*gga blaze your wife
tryna expose the b*tch to a dangerous life
you ain’t never live a gangsta’s life, you gave thanks to christ (uh)
you c*cksucker you gon’ pay the price (yeah)
for pop lotti and c2, even jermaine (even jermaine), that n*gga open the door and pop lotti out sprayin’ (pop lotti out sprayin’)
that’s four n*ggas that’s gone while you outta the game
now you come back, get sign, try to lie on my name (you f*ckin’ with me?)
how many families left here cryin’ in pain?
can’t see none of my young n*ggas dyin’ in vain (none of my n*ggas)
to the pressure i apply to your brain, n*ggas’a find you in spain or under water down in new orleans (yeah)
[outro]
ayo check it out yo i can’t even lie my n*gga ([?] f*ckin’ victim of katrina n*gga)
god is defiantly good, god is the greatest
pastor mason when i see you, baby, i don’t know if i wanna thank you or shank you
cause it be punk motherf*ckers like you who make me exactly who i am
and you don’ put me back in my lane, baby, i’m back in my motherf*ckin’ element
i’m the n*gga that was really sleep, baby
i was the n*gga that was really snoring
f*ck is you talkin’ ’bout b?
every dollar i put on your head you could match
you’s a motherf*ckin’ freebie, n*gga
you’s a i owe you
know i’m sayin’?
if you could match that n*gga
then you good in the hood
you ain’t got that kinda love n*gga so fall back man
and oh yeah man
any advance you get from them g*unit n*ggas
you need to drop some of that f*ckin’ money off for pop lotti mom’s
drop some of that sh*t off for c2 family
drop some of that sh*t off for, jermaine daughter, man
do the f*ckin’ right thing for once in your grimy*ass, stinkin’, dirty foot, degenerate motherf*ckin’ life, man
you’s a piece of sh*t, homie
and oh yeah
f*ck you very much
i appreciate you from the bottom of my fart
you f*ckin’ f*ggot

- loon lyrics

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