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lirik lagu ja will - stan hansen

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[verse 1]
yo, yo
keep my clothes in a suitcase, ’cause home is where i carry it
my heart is there too, because it hurts too much to bury it
dirt is already on my hands, so what’s apparent is
i can’t escape the grave, made of shame that i will perish in
’til then, i’ll ride with big rims on my chariot
knockin’ n~ggas’ heads like i’m stan hansen’s lariat
landed when the crater hit, my head tells me to lay in it
i left my pain there, and i’ll be d~mned if i stay in it
an alien to folks that know me on this planet
earth is where i kick it ’til my goals arе how i planned it
respect how i dеmand it, escape from mental damage
and ten bad b~tches that don’t wanna meet my parents
just a parrot with a clipped wing, a mirror of the era
of the world that has sent me to share all my terror
and my pain when my pen bleed, my mind is on a ten speed
racin’ through this racist land, save it with the shaken hand

[chorus]
’cause i don’t need daps, and i don’t need a helpin’ hand
and i don’t need claps from poems of a jealous man
so keep ’em in your lap, ’cause i don’t deal with selfish hands
i don’t deal with selfish hands, save it with the shaken hand
’cause i don’t need daps, and i don’t need a helpin’ hand
and i don’t need claps from poems of a jealous man
so keep ’em in your lap, ’cause i don’t deal with selfish hands
i don’t deal with selfish hands, f~ck you all, to h~ll i send
[verse 2]
got scratches on my palms, and i got shackles on my arms
’cause i’m an addict, but this gas make me a savage on these songs
can’t match it with your bars, it ain’t a synonym in sight
introduce you to my rules like what the pistons did to mike
it ain’t no comeback for your goofy ass, tell ’em that the truth is back
you liars lie still on the floor like i glued they back
you n~ggas screw like nudie mags, don’t fake before you lose your cap
they’ll give your ass a nice black casket with the shoes to match
so watch who you step to, what harm you could bless you
what calm you could stress you, what haunt you can test you
this block on my thoughts has been removed, i’m runnin’ through the ceilin’
now my pen producin’ deathly strokes like one of bruce’s villains
who’s the realest? ain’t sh~t sweet when you hear juice’s spittin’
proof is written down in madlibs like i produces a villain
i know you see your doom in this new mask
in all caps, f~ck a selfish hand, ’cause i don’t do daps


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