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ox & buns - marqus clae lyrics

[intro]
yo*yo
book bag
this sh*t gotta be in you, not on you, my n*gga
true

[verse 1]
which motherf*cker wanna ramp with me?
i’ll leave your bloodclaat body lyin’ flat on the street
silly rabbit, take your cap, peel it backwards, back to back
joe pesci, flow deadly, roll the wood and pass the mac
since the earliest age, i had the burliest rage
my mama had me in the plug house with birds of the ‘caine, boy
these n*ggas have changed, boy, the game is in shambles
all these twitter bird words and f*ckin’ instagram handles
f*ck it, let’s travel back in time, beforе i found a knack to rhyme
when i would try to finish evеry sentence passin’ signs on the freeway
listenin’ to beanie and freeway
mentally replay these days, hopin’ to regain sense of the past
starin’ through the lens of a glass
five percent when i mash, flippin’ through traffic
with linen fabric, sittin’ stiff on my fashion
get a glimpse of the mac, got my pimpin’ in tact, n*gga
[chorus]
tell no man until it is done
n*ggas throwin’ salt on my sh*t before it begun, godd*mn
look at what that cheese make a n*gga do, d*mn
why they wanna stick me for residuals, d*mn
tell no man until it is done
n*ggas throwin’ salt on my sh*t before it begun, godd*mn
look at what that cheese make a n*gga do, d*mn
why they wanna stick me for residuals, d*mn

[verse 2]
c*l*a*e
n*gga, don’t try to play me
but pay me ’cause half of you motherf*ckers fugazi
i tried to keep it cordial and violence free, but i’m tired of these
lyin’ emcees who died to achieve minuscule winnings
that sh*t is embarrassin’
me against the world is no comparison, my genetic barbarian, b*tch
the show stopper has popped up to lock up the blocks and villages
dodgin’ cops and witnesses
formin’ plots with dilligence and executin’ with ease
makin’ n*ggas wheeze like chronic pulmonary disease
i suggest that you take a breather
before your people turn into grievers, makin’ rappers into believers
let’s skip the bullsh*t, i’m not a matador
more like an ambassador to you b*st*rds and amateurs
who haven’t matured
set it off like cleomenza, get your ass on the floor
i’m here to add up the score
[chorus]
tell no man until it is done
n*ggas throwin’ salt on my sh*t before it begun, godd*mn (godd*mn)
look at what that cheese make a n*gga do, d*mn (d*mn)
why they wanna stick me for residuals, d*mn (godd*mn)
tell no man until it is done (on god)
n*ggas throwin’ salt on my sh*t before it begun, godd*mn (godd*mn)
look at what that cheese make a n*gga do, d*mn (d*mn)
why they wanna stick me for residuals, d*mn (d*mn)

- marqus clae lyrics

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