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Da Cypher
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Da Cypherは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2026年3月6日にEMG THE LABELによりリリースされましたDa Cypher - Single
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歌詞

DJ Profluent (Bah-bah-bah-bah-bah-bah), yeah
(EMG)
Uh, mhm (Brrt, brrt)
Right, yeah
Machine, bitch (Drumwork, ****)
You know, you know
**** know my body of work right now, ****
Ayo, EMG, woo (Reshaping The Culture)
Ayo, they say bro in his bag (Huh?)
They hate more when they mad (**** hate me)
Maybach owner, the Daytona Giraffe (Ah)
The yayo on the plate, razor and bags
Once I sell this last bum I can pay for another half, look (Let me get all that)
It's felony crimes, you **** tellin' (Y'all **** bitch)
My bro Gregory Hines, he do the steppin' (Hahaha)
Shot that **** like seven times and threw the weapon
Wipe the prints off first, he learned his fuckin' lesson from the last case (Woo)
Lawyer money, got that spent (Talk to 'em)
These new **** runnin' and snitchin', a rat race (Hahaha)
Tell on my dogs, that get you shot in your rat face (Pah, pah, pah)
Really had weight, choppin', bag base (I did)
Yeah, I ran the money up, for real (Huh?)
I touched a couple mill' in my illustrious career (Huh?)
These **** ain't fuckin' with us still, for real
And I don't care how you sucker **** feel, Machine (Brrt)
Now let's go, truthfully I'm the GOAT
You think that I got opps then you believe in ghosts
My crew defeated most in any season
My shooters leavin' folks, they be the reason your eulogy is wrote
News post sayin' how you was brutally was smoked
The loudest **** in the room usually was broke
Louis V coat match beautifully with the loafs
These **** is parasites, I refuse to be the host
I'm 'bout growth, time is of the essence, huh
Me and the plug got a powerful connection
Sold drugs like it was an honorable profession
To get a couple million dollars inside of my possession
Acknowledge my progression, a violent adolescent
But silent when I was questioned by the homicide detectives
Denied a lot of guys credit
And no, I'm not sorry
A king don't apologize to peasants, motherfucker
All of these drugs sold, kind of heartbreakin', like if a thug told
I want the cake, gun got a funny face, it's a snub nose
Last time you seen the sunlight was before the trunk close
Make another gangster again, not that shit Trump spoke
Seen dumb coke cover the table followed by blunt smoke
Razor to your neck, we been cut throat since a jump rope
I know that Pimp C died with memories only Bun know (Rest in peace)
Interior is sunset, shit look like when the sun low (Ill)
The white girl we got in Maryland was stamped, "Monroe" (White)
Are we even? **** Tom Sheppard playin' Nutso (Are we even?)
Razor in my mouth like Pac, talkin' a flip
Makin' sales off a razor, remember my phone would flip
30 Crip, could give a fuck about a list, I'm off the bench
Fashion week, 90° out and Ronny got me in the trench
I wasn't sweatin', coolin' than your reverend tellin' you, "Repent"
A hundred lessons, learned 'em in my section
Felon that got rich (Rollin')
Pablo
(EMG)
Written by: David Brewster, Demond Price, Justin Harrell, Tyre Matthews
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