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think you live - y2 lyrics

i hope my biggest fan ain’t the ceiling
still haven’t wrote sh*t down in a minute
when you been hero since the beginning
live long enough you becoming the villain
new monsters among us mirror the image
same ones talking in tongues and they ain’t religious
red and blue
democrip rebloodican
f*ck a sin
we like bacon
rather k!ll my brother cousin
not the pig
we just grew up screwed up
why you booed up
you don’t love that b*tch
lots of problems
they just shot ya patna
we respect the shooter
f*ck do you expect
we pray to god
that choppa hallelujah
same excuses
chains for nooses
whips this is my generation
power turned to loud and powder packs
the smoke all in ya faces
king came off that throne to dome a n*gga
probably was related
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
dead man
dead man
dead man
dead
last time i checked you was still the man round here
i ain’t breaking my back working for the man round here
first check i get i’ma throw the bands on b*tch
long as my n*ggas set i don’t give a d*mn bout sh*t
noted
empty clip and then reload it
sh*t go one ear out the other even if my mother quote it
look at her crazy cuz she voted
f*ck you selling me
my whole entire legacy was stolen
preacher teacher leech a opp
it’s been a war on my dark skin since i got here
they don’t want us but they need us
i know god here
with this black mask like batman got everybody robin
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
swear you live but you walking with the dead
dead man
dead man
dead man
dead
last time i checked you was still the man round here
i ain’t breaking my back working for the man round here
first check i get i’ma throw the bands on b*tch
long as my n*ggas set i don’t give a d*mn bout sh*t
i’m dead
you walk with em then f*ck n*gga be my guest
nonchalant n*gga but i finessed
forest whitaker n*gga eye’z a mess
price on everybody head but you die for less
poor little boys there’s a war on ya masculine
hopefully we still got some alpha males
old dirty b*st*rds with no fathers here
still ain’t wore the dress addressing the elephant here
ancestors screaming is anybody in here
why is n*ggas sleeping is anybody in bed
this is the result all that f*cking blood that we bled
how you hate each other cuz what yo enemy said
would you rather die of virus or pirates chopping yo head
i’m starting to take it personal
put that sh*t in perspective
if voting got you this then your voice has been disrespected
i am going in like a curfew enforced
bruh
these n*ggas narcoleptic
i accept it
only goat god i know is baphomet
just stop with that sh*t
dog don’t need a mother f*cking book to bark
took the part
never read the script you needed
she was queen
that’s the only time we took a knee
understand my back bone and my momma dem
went from throne to colonies to colleges now collard greens
way i kick this sh*t i’m probably too forward for soccer teams
i am more like malcolm when that choppa breathe

- y2 lyrics

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