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indelible - spark master tape lyrics

[verse 1: nipsey hussle]
me? i’m gettin’ back rubs from these leather seats (yuh)
negotiatin’ equity positions you’ll never be (n*gga)
rap sheet full of felonies (yeah)
status symbol on my set of keys, they say i was sellin’ dreams
back to the brick wall, i’m inhalin’ trees
visualizin’ h*lla cheese, you can smell the weed
n*ggas doubt, pessimism ain’t affectin’ me
fuel to the fire, took it higher than they ever see
frequent flight seat like seven seas
shoppin’ spree spent about eleven gs
eyes bloodshot, i don’t ever sleep
my n*ggas act on instinct, we don’t ever think
when confronted with a problem, we don’t ever flee
we connected at the bottom like the letter v
so accustomed to the pop, we don’t even blink
when them shots go off, get the glock, show off
yellow tape a n*gga, he grew up to hate a n*gga
nothin’ major, n*gga, just a demonstration, n*gga
within the matrix, n*gga, i drew ill*strations with him
words, that is, for sure, that is
look, that n*gga got his off the curb, that is
so how the f*ck is n*ggas so concerned with his?
i be baffled by the fact when n*ggas burn their bridge
and try to double back like, “what the f*ck is that?”
[verse 2: 2pac]
only once in a lifetime, touch my soul
go slow baby boo, don’t rush the flow
got me all weak baby but i’m strong in parts
with more bounce to the ounce with the longest parts

[verse 3: spark]
i ain’t been the trusting type
never gave a f*ck about a b*tch or a wife
creep through the streets psycho b*tch take her life
back with a mask that’s attached to a life
darken my tats then we blast then ignite
fire from they body, bring the flash to the night
tired but i’m hungry, got a banquet tonight
sleepin on my ass won’t last, yo’ ass as a blanket tonight

[? turbo rap engaged ?]

f*ck they marriage and they children so they havin’ these dogs (sh*t was lookin’ like a gremlin)
duck down you get shot in the sixes
buckshot through the lung, you be coughin and twitching, okay?
got pie like pans in the kitchen, b*tch
f*ck rap, i’mma wrap up their vision
it’s never gon’ change, bang now ’til we sever our brains
can’t touch me, faraday cage
one of us with the ammo but the banger like the cancer don’t (bang)
[sample] but dad, this is the best part!

[verse 4: nipsey hussle]
yuh
overtime ’cause i ain’t have a mic
i was in that chevy
yuh
overtime (overtime) ’cause i ain’t have a mic
i was in that chevy playin’ savage life
n*ggas lookin’ like i had it wrong (wrong)
now them n*ggas know i had it right (right)
they don’t know about them sleepless nights
them lookin’ for a reason nights
they say it’s six degrees in life
opportunity, preparation, they meet, it’s nice (nice, nice)

you see me up in neiman’s, right?
my chain and my pinky bright (bright)
i valet this mercedes benz (benz)
lookin’ like somebody that people like (like)
can’t but help to think how fake it is
this world and this music biz
i just want all of this paper, though (paper, though)
so maybe i could try and change this sh*t
maybe, me, i’m too ambitious
or maybe this a new dimension
maybe them, they too religious
maybe they judge my intentions
but either way, i’m on my mission
in the sky, for our love, i’ma tie a ribbon
life’s a b*tch, lady luck my woman
forever you my lady, i’m your f*ckin’ n*gga
overtime (overtime) ’cause i ain’t have a mic
i was in that chevy playin’ savage life
n*ggas lookin’ like i had it wrong (wrong)
now them n*ggas know i had it right (right)
they don’t know about them sleepless nights
them lookin’ for a reason nights
they say it’s six degrees in life
opportunity, preparation, they meet, it’s nice (nice, nice)

cappin’ for a cheaper price
hustlin’ for a bucket, keep your sneakers tight

- spark master tape lyrics

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