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b4b2 (feat. yourfavouriteshady) - young gleason lyrics

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[verse 1: gleason]
tightened the rap slack, now we back for a bar*for*bar*track
we rappin’ back to back, this sh*t right here got ‘em painting their fingers black
the way they dipping their fingers into the heat, leave ‘em lyrically deceased
as the bread increase, i know me and shady run these c*nts, at least

[verse 2: yourfavouriteshady]
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[verse 3: gleason]
me and shady come through cleavin’. cutting these c*nts, leavin’ them bleeding
as i’m growing older, my hairline receding. but at least i ain’t p*ssing*off opps and grieving
the tracks are back, the flow is well receiving. lyrics come and crack like an addict in healing
i’m having relapses, i think any minute now gunshots are what i’ll be hearing

[verse 4: yourfavouriteshady]
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[verse 5: gleason]
you’ll never catch me selling out, , hit him in the head, leave his brain conforming
these r*t*rds already know, i’m out here warring
eating a big buffet too, you peasants better ignore king
[verse 6: yourfavouriteshady]
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[verse 7: gleason]
working out daily, this sh*t is insane, me and shady bring the flame, now we rearrange the game
used to be a lanky jim, now around the gym they know my name
i won’t sign until the day of my f*cking wedding, leave you guessing
exes texting, leaving them vexxing, i see through them like cheap*ass bedding

[verse 8: yourfavouriteshady]
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[verse 9: gleason]
we crack your skull open like you’re pickles, we’re seth rogen
i listen to wu tang and cool j, so big up the old*gen
you listen to sabrina and taylor, that’s word to testosterone
these b*tches ain’t got talent, yet they’re growing like human growth hormones

[verse 10: yourfavouriteshady]
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[verse 11: gleason]
final verse, i’ll leave their band of cronies dispersed with my .9
air rifle design, lyrics that pop like balloons inside of your mind
all up in your brain like professor x, last bar so i gotta profess
me and shady are the best, try to out*rap us? b*tch that ain’t a contest, we’ll leave you vex

[verse 12: yourfavouriteshady]
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- young gleason lyrics

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