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lirik lagu lil skelza & 38 munch - good kid, mad clip

[verse: lil skelza]
i was the good kid, quiet and chill—(uh huh)
but i kept a clip long as buffalo bill—(grrah!)
they thought i was soft till i upped with the steel
and turned show~and~tell to a murderin’ drill—(boom!)
colorin books? i was drawin up plots
they was eatin snacks, i was cleanin my glocks
had a hoodie on tight with a switch in my sock
they laughed at my shoes, so i shot at they block
good grades, good face, good fake disguise
but the clip in my bag got rage in its eyes—(b~tch!)
i raise h~ll when i tuck that nine
say one wrong word, you losin your spine
i was writin in cursive, now cursin with rage
i flipped from a student to steppin with k’s
no more lunchables, just clips on the tray
they labeled mе “gifted”—i’m gifted with flame—(woo!)
you was playin tag, i was prеssin the line
they say i’m a demon with homework assigned
my teacher said “read,” i just reached for my iron
and told her “i’m straight, i already know crime”—(boom boom!)
grew up with nothin but bruises and beats
now i’m givin out lessons with blood in the streets
they told me to color, i colored with heat
now my backpack filled up with nothin but grief
twelve years old and i’m walkin with vengeance
good kid died when i found that extension
clip so mad, it moan when i send it—(ugh!)
hit him in church while he beggin repentance
[verse: 38 munch]
good kid? naw, that was the past—(f~ck that!)
now i’m a menace with clips and a mask
i used to do chores, now i air out your class
they gave me detention, i beat on they ass—(grrah!)
i had good manners, “yes sir,” “no ma’am”
till they slapped on my desk, now i shoot with both hands
got bullied in 4th, now i’m slidin on fans
i turned to a shooter, wasn’t part of no plan
grew up on noodles, now all i want beef
good kid gone, i got pain underneath
i smile in photos but k!ll when i speak
twelve years old with a glock in my t~~th—(bite down!)
i read me a book and i studied the trap
they studied for tests, i was studyin maps
i found where he live, put two in his cap
now his mama got flowers and framed up his hat
good grades? b~tch, i had a good aim
i went from the books to the blood in the rain
i swapped my degree for a drill and a flame
and now i’m the reason his gang can’t remain—(facts!)
i pledge allegiance to none but the stick
we jumped out the van and turned math into clips
he thought he was smart, now he laid out stiff
with a number two pencil stuck deep in his lip
a good kid with a madman’s brain
i draw blood like art when i’m feelin that pain
my report card red from the bodies i stained
don’t ask what i learned, i just learned how to aim

- lirik lagu lil skelza 38 munch

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