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40's malcolm x - mike shabb lyrics

[verse 1]
huh, my pocket’s mac & cheese
my youngin’ lettin’ guns squeeze on halloween
junkies on the strip, fiends movin’ in team
this money flippin’ by itself like stacks on a trampoline
i keep the enemy below, got submachines in the submarine
i’m with my b*tch tongue kissin’ like shannon tweed and gene
i was broke sleepin’ on a couch in 2017 (that’s facts)
my cousin put me on like i’m baby keem (that’s facts)
some of these rappers can’t relate, they never shared a plate (no cap)
this for them n*ggas that grew up on section 8
paint pictures so vivid, i had to ill*strate
to my pops i pray i just want to makе it out today
but hey! [?] take a n*gga out today
b*tch ass n*gga

[verse 2]
i can’t show no mercy, this glock will burn you likе herpes
i got your b*tch doing celina powell slurpee
f*ck 12, they booked my n*gga on a legal search (on a legal search)
finess me, n*gga i just stepped on all over his work (all over his sh*t)
save the [?] childish, don’t get hurt trynna be trendy
my dawg a bully not a frenchie, he from a different breed
17 out the magazine, all clean, n*gga all green (all green)
me and my n*ggas organized like sport team
play your position so we can all eat
n*ggas mad they can’t stop beakin’ on me (beak beak)
birds chirp and let my.. birds chirp and let my phone brrr
i let my phone ring
*phone call*

[outro]
i gotta be righteous
i gotta be me
i gotta be conscious
i gotta be free
i gotta be labeled
i gotta attack
i gotta be stable
i gotta be black

- mike shabb lyrics

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