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lirik lagu gates of the garden - rum nitty vs. mr. mann

[rum nitty]
we got rum m~th~f~ckin’ nitty versus…it don’t matter
this n~gga ass
super trash
below average
i’m goat status
i’ll find where you reside and post up with a silencer, that’s no captions
we might shoot up your volkswagen
the sticker (stick’ll) be on your window like a park violation, i’m toe (tow) taggin’
this a closed casket
just know he gettin’ whooped if that n~gga mr. (missed a) step, i’m joe jackson
no cappin’
you don’t know what you up against
roc(k) already smoked you, now i gotta k!ll this bum again
and all i gotta do is execute a man(n) name flip, like above the rim
this another win
you just an amateur, you gon’ get flamed
this should be mann last like tamala
a different caliber
you better tell ’em “swing back” when it’s mann turn to bat, like dracula
it’s gon’ get bad for cuz
this a light l, you dyin’ fast, dealin’ with a psychopath (cycle path) like a bike trail
i’ll light sh~lls, get you popped
a lil’ n~gga, grippin’ on the biggest glock
i’ll shoot it one handed, like shaq free throw, then miss the (mr) shot
tie bricks around ya feet, then you in the river dropped
soon as my k!ller instinct hits, you get to cinder block
these pistols hot
i gotta tell him when i’m done
why would i fight yo’ goofy ass when it’s weapons in the trunk?
bet he gettin’ slumped
fans want me to k!ll him, and high the mann (demand), that’s somethin’ everybody want
you h~lla outta luck
i don’t know what the f~ck he thought, but this just another loss
i’m known to brawl with it, cause i’m an overall k!ller, like the chucky doll
i used to hustle raw, we was in the street supplyin’
servin’ fiends through the security door bars, that’s how we screened the clients
i swung on the tallest n~ggas, if we was fightin’
didn’t even know my own powers, but was sleepin’ giants
if he defy it, i’ma glock dump him
or you’ll get hit from somethin’ unknown, it’s a blocked number
shot something
mr. (mist or) get sprayed off the back, like a crop duster
stop frontin’
cause you ain’t trappin’
you look like you smoke virginia slims and drink e&j gladly
straight brandy
wear big ass shirts and funny ass jeans (genes) like the wayans’ family
you a lame actually, for real in a nerd
i can send real life shooters at you, you better get alert
my k!ller work
they gonna post up chillin’, right where you hang, mann; ’til they get the word
you in the dirt
i told y’all, i can pay a fiend like $50 and he gon’ smoke dawg
get bro off
then he get a franklin to k!ll man(n) boy like snowfall
let chrome off
i’ll hit you up, you’ll get hit with slugs
this gonna remind you of danny granger when he hit the ring and sipped the cup
cause all you seen is mr. (missed the) [?]
lift the gun, cannon squeeze
i will put your face on a shirt when i clap the heat
r.i.p. style, soon as you see cal’s (sea cows), get mann a tee (manatee)
you gon’ get packs of feed when that can’ raise
rob you for that battle rap money, don’t try to act brave
strapped raised
i’ll pull somethin’ out that was manufactured, and take everything that man(n) made
you can’t play
you can’t keep it real yourself…

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