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katana 2x's - michael h. lynch lyrics

so you the real top dog but i can’t hear when you bark
i glow so bright illuminate in the dark
old friends was cool but we fell apart
but i forgive and not forget
so they stay in my heart
pablo picasso how i flex with the art
or vince van gogh get depressed with the art
any path i choose my placement solidify
i am eight gates busting out with all my might guy
but its michael kept the h and the lynch
don’t forget what we did where we came
self made who me who am i
i am music i am soul
i am rocky will not fold i am a master like mister miyagi
and you a student in this class a kid to karate
and i will duck duck weave and jab to your body
got you moving like a worm like scotty two hottie
and i am grand master s*xy your girl on my body
hooligans hooligans running through c*n*l
hooligans hooligans without no guidance round
and they packing two katanas
two katanas two katanas
hide your kids hide your momma
mj lj lb in the clutch
or i can switch my whole style md in the clutch
i got the world on my mind something like nasir
so when you see these headlines mother f*cker take care
you live a life of lie n*gga you just a fantasy
im off that brown water you know that hennessy
and when it get in my system i see enemys
drunken master monkey style jackie is proud of me
liu kang kick im not tryna be grounded
lifes good my feet up homie im lounging
everything i do is off top like im scalping
and with green in my eyes like a dbz scouter
then im ghost comatose like an episode of power
that’s your girl steal your peach
then i 1 up like bowser
need a break call me ferris bueller i’ll school ya
ill bring that h*ll like that boy ruga forreal
hooligans hooligans running through c*n*l
hooligans hooligans without no guidance round
and they packing two katanas
two katanas two katanas
hide your kids hide your momma
yellow jumpsuit with the black lines on the side
or i can go k!ll bill with my katana with pride
alfred hitchc*ck you r l stine my suspense k!ll your every line
murderist rhymes blood as red as wine you wanna diss
jabs quick as e honda ain’t talking street fighter
but got fire call me dhalsim or ryu
ask your girl can i dive in it she said sure you can
tag my boy ken then got thumbs up from my n*gga dan
they say im outta pocket like im aaron rodgers
i say im all these n*ggas threats an they all some plotters
so i walk with another stance
when im on my wing chun my defense becomes one of one
this that k!lla cam pink range
santana bandana
we fly high like jim jones
freekey like zekey when i talk to your b*tch
f*cking dip sh*t sword slit and i will never miss
hooligans hooligans running through c*n*l
hooligans hooligans without no guidance round
and they packing two katanas
two katanas two katanas
hide your kids hide your momma

- michael h lynch lyrics

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