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castro - mustapha the great lyrics

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[intro]
thats crazy

[verse: 1 m.t.g & k, bye]
imma artist b*tch painting like picasso
post up takin shots but i block those
young n*gga in my bag looking guapo
heart breaker, dictator, fidel castro
big boss gold grill floss
welcome to my game and i ain’t showing my cards
no we not the same we more than miles apart
i’m on a different plane can’t step to me from your yard
can’t stand me understand me
cause if they break down my bars
they’d be giving grammys
they wanna blow like soda pop but they flat stanley
boy imma soar up to the top ain’t no f*ckin plan b

[verse:2 k,bye]
this my lives work, up like firework
get it done, then i’m gonna sell my art work
loving out my dreams, know sh*ts lucid
wanna piece of me? baby prove it
or ill baby proof it
living reckless i’m living ruthless
aye i’m cooking up my pot, yeah i’m tryna brew it
aye they thinking they the sh*t but they looking stupid
aye yall stealin all my flows, yeah i’m tryna sue sh*t aye
here’s some word of advice
aye don’t take this sh*t light
when i drop back to back
imma take this sh*t back
and ill make this sh*t right
[verse: 3 m.t.g]
boy stand up make your own sound
that’s how i stand out in this ghost town
spectating spectors speechless like old tom
and jerry shows i carry those variables that
make me comparable to air strikes you’re less likely to survive a fair fight
a death strike, beaming you n*ggas chopping your spine
hop out the dark i’m mauling you n*ggas
bisect you insects talking, darth mauling you n*ggas
ask you what’s poppin, jack harlowing n*ggas
like a lisp i be spitting on the track
got my mic glitchin and the tension is breaking it back
my smith n wesson a lesson for you it has
feel like yoda i’m forcing you lesser n*ggas to back
i’m castin a shadow
over those who trying to overthrow
the castro got no hope
guerilla tactics for my foes
got lipo suction for n*ggas with bloated flows
ill beat you like its percussion
concussions that’s the end goal

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