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lirik lagu l.mont - limitless

(war ready verse)
streets raised me, streets made me
no fasad, no flaw
dat legendary war ready s–t,ready for war
ol 98 slim type, give it 2’em raw
n i’m doing just dat, all facts no cap
i don’t do da theories & i dont let dem f–k ni—gas near me
but i die for my respect
i just don’t want dem to fear me
cause da love be so fake, all dat built up envy
man of integrity, one of ah kind pedigree
round table who?, suck my d–k can’t questionin me
10 steps ahead of me, guilty of over thinking
look’em in his eyes, i can tell what he thinking
n—gas plottin on my demise, once blood shed
ain’t no compromise & u would die before my mama cry
body ate by so many bullets, been crossed by so many n—gas
da hate be so real, make me feel like da realist n—ga
see they’ll hate u for ya thoughts, cause they can’t think
so deep off in my thoughts, i can’t even blink
here i stand, one honorary man
da truth is i’m everything they ain’t
n they don’t understand

(l.mont verse)
dem n—gas hate, i can tell by da energy
from ah dap, i can tell dat they envy me
if he tell, he ain’t never been ah friend of me
ah frenemy, is just an enemy
if i trust him its da end of me
im jesus, they gone judas me
n let ah snake read my eulogy
n tell lies to my family members, whole while da pall-bearer did it
i don’t think u m-th-f—kas get it
baby mama sleeping with da beef
i should’ve put dat f—kin h-e to sleep
but i spared her, because da kid precious
so she don’t like da movie “precious”
so da child was da b—h blessin
i lost my motha in da jail cell, i shed tears at da chapel call
i lost my brotha in da jail cell, i shed tears at da chapel call
one call, it was lights out
i saw my friend takes his last breath
how devious can this life get? da devil got us on some hype sh-t
on some battle with da pipe sh-t, on some wrong, when it right sh-t
i serve unc i ain’t feel bad
i serve teddy i ain’t feel bad
they rob willie in his daddy’s house, fake friend sent dem in da crib
u heard stories, but i’m stating facts
he kilt brian, he ain’t meant to do it
he kilt luck, dats ah nightmare
his back turned, his friend stuck ah knife there
i know u used to n–gas tellin lies
but trellis ain’t deserve to die
al’jerome ain’t deserve to die
i know some sh-t to make ya mama cried
u know dat triple-double homicide
dat f–k n—ga, he deserve to die
give’em h-ll, he deserve to fried
me & monie send murda vibes
my n-gga travis played da green tank
he played da cut, until da pack gone
n this way’d before da trap phone
me & dale used to jack n—gas
i hit ah l!ck got my pack bigger
n—ga go figure

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