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Mic check, yo, man, fuck you I got some coke in my sock and a couple rocks too I got a bottle full of Ketel, drunk pedal to the metal Got some beef, I gotta settle, but you gotta check the dentals They don't like me? I make the music I want to These divas fucking need us, man, worse than their heartbeat They're digging up my grave, but these bitches gotta pay And the price of admission, it ain't ever gonna change It'll end when I say it 'cause you're wet when I spray it And the more you fucking hate us, well, the more you'll fucking play it, bitch I'm crossing out names And no one is safe I'll leave a rose on your grave It's the dove and grenade I'm absent-minded mentally, slaughtering all my enemies I'm murdering recklessly, bitch, these streets ain't no Sesame Another notch in my felony list, I'm not wasting energy on this I'm gonna win, I'll be honest, that's something I fucking promise Godless, so I'll take the charges, spotless is my fucking conscience God, this is so fucking pompous like Congress if I was in office God, I'm just so damn exhausted, novices making me nauseous I'm gonna win, that's regardless, this ain't no place for the heartless 'Cause I live for the pain The fight, the glory, the game I'm crossing out names And no one is safe I'll leave a rose on your grave It's the dove and grenade Compare me to none Compare me to none Compare me to none I got the heart of a champion Compare me to none Compare me to none Compare me to none I got the heart of a champion I got the heart of a champion I'm crossing out names And no one is safe I'll leave a rose on your grave It's the dove and grenade I'm crossing out names And no one is safe I'll leave a rose on your grave It's the dove and grenade
Writer(s): Daniel Murillo, Jordon Kristopher Terrell, George Arthur Ragan, Jorel Decker, Dylan Peter Alvarez, Matthew Good Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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