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thegawd2 - vi seconds lyrics

[intro]
welcome
you’ve been invited to something spectacular
even exuberating
contrast*heavy
enter a dimension with an exit that leaves you [?]
mind striated, the mental flushed of all obscurities
do you realize the specimen that’s in front of you?
the peanut b*tter complexion?
the chiseled skin?
you’re obviously not ready
[verse]

this is the moment you all have been waiting for (yeah, woo)
this is the moment you all have been waiting for (yes)
this is thе moment you all have been waiting for (uh)
lord (lord)

look who’s back (oh lord)
just a bit differеnt, you can see that the drip different
gun so big it’s hard just to lift the sh*t
knock your whole top off when you [?]

b*tch i move through you, you ain’t been through sh*t
n*ggas wanna battle, i’ma let you choose who spit
lose a tooth to the deuce [?]
the juice is proof and something you ain’t used to, b*tch (brrt)

still be prayin’ for n*ggas and shakin’ these n*ggas
i reel ‘em in and then get to filleting these n*ggas
see i don’t play with you n*ggas, the same women that be sayin’ they gon’ lay with you n*ggas
be kissin’ on me, tellin’ me ‘bout how they playin’ you n*ggas

i let them [?] up, there ain’t nothing much to say to you n*ggas
big body in the mask, i ain’t banin’ you n*ggas
i’m takin’ aim at you n*ggas
i keep a ratchet for the d.l
yeah i be [?] you n*ggas, i got an issue, yuh
i’ma make your soul dismiss you
when somethin’ that i throw over my shoulder hit you
that’ll keep your top spinnin’ like yoshimitsu
actin’ like you tough? everybody know you tissue
‘til you layin’ with a shoulder twitch
you gon’ come up too short like blow the whistle
black bag, and the coroner zip you, uh

pistol drawin’ an immaculate art piece
sh*t go south and i get to chop and screwin’ your heartbeat
sh*t changed when i got my heart piece
wild how my first love was a [?] and a harpy (b*tch)

heart blacker than bitter coffee
i’m crack so the fiends sought me, i’m back n*gga (i’m back)
want a track? then the fee’s costly
never slack, that’s beyond me, i’m that n*gga (that n*gga)

hover off the ground when i meditate (fly)
even in my sleep, i’ma levitate (i)
stay ready for the moves never hesitate
see arms wave like i’m doin’ the renegade

arm by the waist like pop smoke dancin’
from a different cloth, this is not your fashion
wavin’ a stick like magic, then i cast it
puttin’ roses on you but it ain’t romantic
(i’m) decorating your casket, when i up it and blast it
i be sitting and laughin’, these the n*ggas you jackin?
sh*t is drivin’ me crazy, i belong in a jacket
i be getting a ransom, [?] to split my passive

[?] full from the snappin’
like a poetry club with no clappin’
this is death to that so*so rappin’
and all of y’all that don’t know passion

you get stretched ‘cause the four fantastic
smoke cremate you then gnashin’ your ashes
your death gon’ be so, so bad
tools poppin’ out the coat like go*go gadget

this light work like [tom edison?]
i don’t ever touch a bill if it ain’t a benjamin
givin’ in, it’s spooky when i creep up
five wavin’ in your face like john cena
anybody get x’ed like machina
‘til a n*gga explode like akria
got a grip that’ll even f*ck baki up
i schmurda n*ggas, how they ain’t lock me up?

n*ggas throw shots, give a f*ck what a b*tch think
all that miss, this soldier instinct

body you and then i get biden to pardon me
n*gga you can see the pain in the [?]
when things was gettin’ dark for me, the aches just made a harder me
the blood went in the art for me, your death is just a bar to me
artillery hit your arteries, you couldn’t shake the heart in me
my chest produce the hardest beats
i been the starter, you ain’t got the arms to reach
‘matic stutter, you gon’ find it hard to speak

then it’s hard to see, all that bark gettin’ carved to pieces
been nice, most of y’all hardly decent
n0body wanna die and go to h*ll
i don’t think you should give the gawd a reason

to put you in a box, you lookin’ like an opp
i’ll leave your nose bridge crooked like the cops
brooklyn cook this rock
and every bar [?] (yuh)

i ain’t talkin’ converse with the beretta
you ain’t talkin’ money then i think i might need rosetta
just to understand your language cause my capital better (no hablo)
you gon’ get it cause the only danger you see’s a [biller?], yuh

nose to your nose like it’s tryna make out
poppin’ in your face like you sufferin’ a breakout
pull up on the stage at your show with a k out
crowd start screamin’ like [?]

metal round in your face like hypno
it’s no injury when something off the hip thrown
that bum sh*t is how you live bro
y’all n*ggas ain’t got style off actin’ like you hip though (yes)

been through h*ll, fire and brimstone
stay ten toes on the ground like a flintstone
n*ggas study my style like i put it up in cliffnotes
[?] from the b*tch throat

pull up with the beam on the glock
if you seen in the spot, i’ma lean, let it pop
make you lean when it rock, [with a lean bit of rock?]
woulda [beat the city?] red when i’m bleedin’ your block

ain’t no buyin’ your way, findin’ your way out
face off at a weigh*in and i’m knockin’ what you weigh out
n*ggas wanna shake now (huh?)
cause they circle full of squares and they see that i’m in the best shape now

n*gga this a shake down, fire something in your gut that your body can’t break down
came up from the breakdowns
everything i wanna take now
i suggest you take a break now

i ain’t one to play round (nah)
you’ll see more metal than a playground (brrt)
they wishin’ i would take an l every day now
i don’t care how this may sound (nah)

now i gotta find my way ‘round, how i’m eatin’ off the tre pound
get laid down, you stay down
had my head in the cloud and sh*t got dark
and you all gon’ see the rain now

grip get to blastin’*
* red light in a body like the silhouette challenge
your stings get pulled like a marionette
i’m a savage, like ehhhh

this ain’t gon’ work out for you
you would get by, ‘cept i ain’t allowin’ you
you gon’ curl from the weight of what this power do
been the one gettin’ chicks like powder blue

[scar?] been smooth, that’s the sound of blues
your broad want a round or two, told her i’ll be around at two
i’m finna bust, i’ma slide
if i see you outside and you say something sly, catch a round or two

i’m who you bowin’ to
ain’t do it before? well now you do
this a power move, you’ll get leaned like that tower do
ain’t sh*t sweet, ‘til i’m in a sour mood

f*ck y’all n*ggas, and i put that on god n*gga
ain’t nothin’ here, fraud n*gga
you done seen how i saw n*ggas*
*in half, you can see in the walk n*gga

i’m the gawd

n*gga

- vi seconds lyrics

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