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you ain't - mayhem nodb lyrics

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whoosh whoosh in that turbo
food get washed like persil
transporting money like circle
i don’t know you
you’re not in my circle
i got the stardog mine tings purple
i don’t know about yours dispersal
when i said splashum dispersal
that yg there he’ll merk you
whoosh whoosh in that turbo
wish wash whoosh in that i’m out working
gonna get to my goals i’m certain
can’t come around me it’s curtains
if you don’t trust them don’t firms ’em
bridges man have to burn them
don’t talk to me about burners
you’re not out with the lurkers

you ain’t road like pavement kirby
nowadays every says certi
some of my old friends really wanna merk me
yeah i know they wanna do man dirty
celebration like christmas turkey
cah i know the p-ssyholes ain’t worthy
they ain’t got the hunger
they’re just thirsty
them lickle man there can’t hurt me
f-cked up bare times hairline receding
must be the mad dreams i’m dreaming
powered up now so i’m out scheming
some man need bully not beating
better know that it’s splashum season
came with a bang like new years greetings
road still had a 50 mile season
you don’t want none of this you’re a vegan

any time feds raid me they bring guns
say i’m a criminal say i sell drugs
say that i lick moves with bait thugs
can’t catch me blood see you laters
i ain’t got no time for you haters
out here tryna make papers
moshpit crew with the ravers
pyrex crew we’re the bakers
you ain’t never had no beef in cunch
you ain’t never saw a beagle when it runs
you ain’t never whipped up
you ain’t never told the fiends to go and sample the crumbs
any time feds raid me they brings guns
you ain’t never had feds take your funds
have you had a disagreement with a friend
you ain’t never had to cut off a close one
you ain’t never had to put a knife in a lung
na blud you ain’t bust off any gun
you ain’t never been stabbed up shot at
na blud you ain’t punching up anyone
you ain’t never had fiddy bags and lost it
you ain’t never had to bounce back make profit
you ain’t ever found your mind after your lost it
you ain’t ever done jailtime in the slums

any time feds raid me they bring guns
say i’m a criminal say i sell drugs
say that i lick moves with bait thugs
can’t catch me blood see you laters
i ain’t got no time for you haters
out here tryna make papers
moshpit crew with the ravers
pyrex crew we’re the bakers
any time feds raid me they bring guns
say i’m a criminal say i sell drugs
say that i lick moves with bait thugs
can’t catch me blood see you laters
i ain’t got no time for you haters
out here tryna make papers
moshpit crew with the ravers
pyrex crew we’re the bakers

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