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finger prints - pro dillinger lyrics

[intro: patrick swayze & jennifer grey]
he didn’t use no ether, nothin’
i thought you said he was a real m.d.?
he had a dirty knife and a folding table
i could hear her screaming in the hallway
and i swear to god, johnny, i tried to get in, i tried
it’s alright, johnny’s here

[verse 1: allah preme, k*tas & pro dillinger]
i’m the gravedigger, p dig your grave
get a fresh tombstone with your sh*t engraved (yeah)
just lit the haze, golden flow like a 90’s jay
jump on songs, k!ll n*ggas on the track like em’ on renegades (uh)
i been a boss, you lil’ dog, i never been a slave
blood thirst, blow the gun first, i need minute*made
bigger blade, pull the trigger, blades pick apart your faith
in the park faded, in the park up with the nickel*plated (yeah)
spin the block, for the opps, let off sixty shots
i get the drop, let it pop on any city block
diddy bop, get you got, call the city cop
these n*ggas not respected in the spot, flex on gettin’ shot
they say what goes around won’t come back around
keep the mac around, i got it on me, i’ma back ’em down
for the package, get packed out
don’t make me black out
we cookin’ fire, this the traphouse
[chorus: pro dillinger, allah preme, k*tas & pro dillinger with allah preme]
uh, i left my sins on the church floor
uh, they say i’m eatin’ but i want more
uh, can’t sell my soul ’cause i’m worth more
uh, we put in work, it’s what we work for
uh, i left my sins on the church floor
uh, they say i’m eatin’ but i want more
uh, can’t sell my soul ’cause i’m worth more
uh (look), we put in work, it’s what we work for

[verse 2: allah preme, k*tas & pro dillinger]
allow me to tell all y’all my real life
this is the dirt*lord, i swing dirty knives
yo, bullets rain on your block, dirty days, dirty nights
i put in pain on your block, i ain’t playin’, we can fight
ayy, look, i ain’t gon’ hold you, i sense a lot of jealousy
n*ggas snitchin’ to the d’s, he gon’ rather tell on me
big man handcuffs for lil’ n*gga energy
real n*gga choices and real n*gga penalties
you keep actin’ like this, rat, these are my memories
i’m heavenly, god ap, you gon’ remember me
ayo, i bounce for a sec, came back, you can’t get rid of me
i’m literally, the best rapper, you n*ggas sh*ttin’?

[chorus: pro dillinger, allah preme, k*tas & pro dillinger with allah preme]
uh, i left my sins on the church floor
uh, they say i’m eatin’ but i want more
uh, can’t sell my soul ’cause i’m worth more
uh, we put in work, it’s what we work for
uh, i left my sins on the church floor
uh, they say i’m eatin’ but i want more
uh, can’t sell my soul ’cause i’m worth more
uh, we put in work, it’s what we work for

- pro dillinger lyrics

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