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lirik lagu ham sandwich - everybody trash

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[intro: ham sandwich]
i heard you just nuked the infantry
man, f~ck you
f~ck, f~ck you
you broke man
f~ck, man, f~ck, i hate you
f~ck, f~ck, f~ck you
i’ma just go
f~ck it

[verse 1: ham sandwich]
ayy (ayy), ayy, one~on~one
tell that n~gga to fight me, these hands is one~of~one
that’s one and done
never fight me fair, that sh~t’s the 101
these honey buns wrapped up in my pockets?
that’s the money fund
the hunny drum attachment on the pistol?
ain’t a dummy gun
these n~ggas trash, we take ’em to the cleaners
toss that boy right down the pit if we ain’t f~ck with his demeanor
’round thesе parts, they sccopin’ n~ggas up off a f~ckin’ misdemeanor
man, on thе other side, i guarantee the grass is always greener
my n~gga, welcome the mosh pit
my n~ggas takin’ hostage
even the air we breathe is toxic
you can run the diagnostics
came up from the slums, i’m bossin’
thought you had it, then you lost it
(guess it wasn’t precious)
you dropped that sh~t and bragged, but now it’s floppin’
(guess it wasn’t pressure)
tried to bring him peace, but he ain’t want it
(guess he want a stretcher)
dressed the nines in sh~t you never seen
(boy, i don’t need a dresser)
walk in the spot and draw so many stares, i feel like mc escher, no mc fresher
thrifted half this sh~t, (y’all know) one man’s treasure
other half is hand~me~downs, this fit is generational
boy, it’s drip or drown
if you ain’t enjin, you gettin’ flooded out
i literally got this sh~t from out the mud, i d~mn near dug it out (i d~mn near dug it out)
on some amo sh~t, these n~ggas sense defeat and get to buggin’ out, uh
[chorus: ham sandwich]
i got trauma, i got drama, let’s get into it
been givin’ all my energy, this pen my vital instrument
it’s bleedin’ through the pages, you see it through the stages
when i see the crowd ignite, the feelin’s simply just amazin’
we all, we got trauma, we got drama, we just tryna move
and they believe that everybody trash, so what you tryna prove?
we know you ain’t above it all, so who you lyin’ to?
and ain’t n0body gon’ save you, who you cryin’ to?

[verse 2: jeesh]
uh, uh, uh, uh (ham sandwich, because i believe with it, the bread comes first)
i told bro to pick a stick
full face on, we finna split
opposition raided the block, that get~back gang is imminent
best believe they vitals’ flat when i conduct this instrument
out here it get stinky bad, don’t let ’em wipe that d~mn nose
i ain’t tryna go out sad, t~they wanna take that man’s soul
heard n0body even asked, i seen folks on death row
like it’s a local f~ckin’ ave, seen some sh~t you can’t know
but i be so d~mn ready, wake up and it’s armagedon
lettin’ that metal rain on foenem block, they thinkin’ it start to drizzle
i’ma climb my way up to the top, i don’t need no f~ckin’ angel
all them stusher boys are gon’ get shot, that’s on my soul, lil’ bredda
i let loose ’em dreadlocks, something in they heads popped
but they still gettin’ heads popped
lightin’ up his hair, nowhere to run, them boys some deadshots
dirty up my kicks, i’m always steppin’ in them mid tops
cut ’em at the legs, i’m reopenin’ wounds, they just stopped
that trauma never hold me
i’ma justify the crashout by, “you was never homie”
what you tryna get into? we all the same down in the booneys
blood a perfect prince for bein’ a d~ck, and p~ssies up there owe me
[outro: jeesh]
f~ck
f~ck you, bro
(f~ck you)
f~ck, f~ck you, bro
(stupid)
you f~ck
stop f~ckin’ talkin’ to me, bro
ain’t sh~t, dumbass motherf~cker (what the f~ck?)
stupid~ass b~tch (golly)
godd~mn (f~ck you)
f~ck (jesus)
the fact that i gotta share the same air with your stupid~ass
i cannot believe this


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