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i'm goin hard - skateboard b lyrics

1st verse
this that sick whip, kickflip el toro while flipin bricks type sh-t
don’t lip stick over chapped lips, cuz real n-ggas notice it and its nasty b-tch
take time, unwind, f-ck the tv model dimes, drinking fine wine while posing for ny times
this is yo time to shine. sit back and recline, relax yo mind everything will be fine. we got till 9. party on the eastside
what’s poppin slime? nothin5, just outcha doin the same grind. these feebal grinds can’t compare to a krooks grind
we doin over time, no 9-5. you feel me sly? don’t say hi unless you know me ight! tired of these fly mamis seein i’m gettin mines . suckin d-ck to apologize?
oh god why is this life? he said the devil is a lie. so never lose the promises in your eyes
imma keep it live
never stop till i die make sure i dont die while i’m alive
i gots to go for mines, but i wanna make sure my families sittin nice. aiden uncle stefys gotcha no lie, that’s a brooklyn to bronx connection who be f-ckin wit it?
not you son
fall back with all the ra ra sh-t, you ain’t brolic kid. more like shrimp wit fried rice, take yo -ss to flushing with the bull sh-t you spittin. koreans might cook up what you dishin
stop lurkin for the best kicks sb is it! no nike but sb nice dig. that’s dat wavy-ss skateboard kid that’s bout his gully business!
now listen to the choirs as we go into a short intermission. cuz i don’t think y’all where comprehending the knowledge i be dropping. dumb mothaf-ckas

(choirs)
i’m back up on da block
with my n-ggas spittin i’ll sh-t
i’m goin hard!!
every dolla i’mma make it
that’s word to my moms
i’m goin hard!!

2nd verse
son i’m to sick, double backflip, b-tch i’m fresh, outcast type
palm beach is my yard, brooklyn is where i was born, beast coast reppin! who be f-ckin wit?
skate addict, f-ck an intervention, mort-tionist to you rap n-gga, put yo body 6 feet, never shed a tear n-gga
f-ck yo gold chains, mint fur, unnecessary bull sh-t, i plan to get guap like sean did-did combs to you nappy -ss n-ggas. get them knots outcha done, and nod yo head in agreement, just like a b-tch given dome
this that bruce lee flow. y’all see my size, think i got no fighting pride, but it’s like boom! pow! surprise!
put yo -ss in a coma, yo eyes roll over
death is at yo shoulda, yo body grows colder, dude i hate to say it but i told ya!
sb is at the top n-gga!

- skateboard b lyrics

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