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everywhere i'm at - pro dillinger & machacha lyrics

[verse 1: pro dillinger]
good dope sells itself, let the work speak
my sh*t fire, need a narcan when the verse peak
big dirt, make fiends fight for the first piece
heart cold, let the spark blow, i’ma serve heat
long road, took a long walk, on the worst street
long pole, let the chong blow, you try to hurt me
headlights off, all you haters gotta swerve me
dead nice, i can make a banger out the worst beat
couple bands of music on my worst week
coolest kid at the cool tablе in the first seat
father figurе, see the similac on your shirt, g
i been here, now i’m in here, n0body birthed me
calm down, put your arms down, i know you heard me
little n*ggas doin’ too much, lookin’ thirsty
see ’em hurt, i’ma sweep the leg, no mercy
bird n*ggas ’bout to get baked, no turkey

[chorus: pro dillinger]
welcome to the dangerzone, it gets spooky everywhere i’m at (everywhere i’m at)
i tryed to leave the streets alone, i’m paranoid ’cause everywhere i’m strapped (everywhere i’m strapped)
n*ggas eatin’ d*ck, haters talkin’ sh*t, n*ggas said i’m whack (n*ggas said i’m whack)
i been locked in the lab, cooked another banger, n*gga, yeah, i’m back (n*gga, yeah, i’m back)

[verse 2: substance810]
i spinned around for that last score, i’m like de niro
or denzel in the jungle with black tar
they see you featured on a song, they ain’t hyped to hear you
i’ma closer with bars, this is the last call
mickey got the mask on, we four*wheelin’ in the jeep
i chase my absolute power with hennessy
we what y’all pretend to be, more work and less chattin’
umbrella chefs in the kitchen whippin’ the best batches
shorty know if i text back it’s for neck action
tryna see where your head’s at like a test package
a grown man sit and laugh at your children
it’s high as calibers, smash half of your buildin’
heard your songs and they lackin’ the feelin’
you should put the gat to your chin, let your brain splash on the ceilin’
the gas got me layed back and i’m chillin’
but i’m still quick to grab on just like a pass interference, n*gga
[chorus: pro dillinger]
welcome to the dangerzone, it gets spooky everywhere i’m at (everywhere i’m at)
i tryed to leave the streets alone, i’m paranoid ’cause everywhere i’m strapped (everywhere i’m strapped)
n*ggas eatin’ d*ck, haters talkin’ sh*t, n*ggas said i’m whack (n*ggas said i’m whack)
i been locked in the lab, cooked another banger, n*gga, yeah, i’m back (n*gga, yeah, i’m back)

- pro dillinger machacha lyrics

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