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a perfect curse - sgt lyrics

can’t tell if this a blessing or a curse
f-ck it we’ll figure it out after this verse n-gg-
been at this sh-t for a long time, can’t tell me it still ain’t my turn n-gg-
i can’t wait another minute
i been waiting to blow up for a long d-mn time
tryina catch a n-gg- slippin you gon’ f-ck around and step across ya own land mine
k!llin these n-gg-s i got a strong alibi
you done p-ssed off the wrong kinda guy
she wearing nothin but a thong and a tie
always up for some bon-appetizer
thank god that my phone got a bible
faith strong but everybody needs reminder
quit playin n-gg- u don’t want no problems
aim it right at yo medulla oblongata!
they be like d-mn, hy did you get in this industry?
because i’m the man! and when i spit everyone envy’s me
because i am everything that these f-ck n-gg-s pretend to be
look i don’t p-ss the rock cuz n-gg-’s p-ss the rock don’t get in the league

simple as that
these n-gg-s hatin’ i pretend to react
don’t cross the line boy it’s thin as a crack
these b-tch n-gg-s fall back as i begin to attack
like aww snap they f-cked around and got they memory back
catch me chillin on the west coast
got the game on a rope u don’t wana see me let go
b-tch i’m a dog catch me at your local petco
b-tch i been k!llin this sh-t from the get go n-gg-
i don’t mean to sh-t on every beat
k!lled six god that sh-t was heavenly
now i’m focused on makin me a better me
to make sure i’m still the man when i’m 70
i’m at the finish line like its dinner time
k!llin all these n-gg-s with this pen of mine
when i k!ll a n-gg- i feel energized
so i keep it moving like the ticking time
boy this sh-t is mine!
i ain’t got no time for n-gg-s talkin that b-tch and that hoe sh-t
i’d rather just spark me a blunt and put that b-tch in motion
a lot of n-gg-s claim that they headed to the top but i am the closest!
and no i’m not boasting, i!
burn the track up boy i leave that b-tch toasted my verses are potent
and i am not playing wit n-gg-s i’m too busy coaching
i’m out here ballin, so do not leave me open
yo b-tch just called me said her p-ssy is soaking
that alcohol has got me leaning’ my shoulder
i brought a bottle is u bringing the soda?
i’m k!llin n-gg-s till i’m meeting my quota
salute the sgt till this rap sh-t is over n-gg-!

- sgt lyrics

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