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lirik lagu midknyte - socal

[intro]
can i get a moment of silence
for the b~tches that be dying
cold blooded in the street
can i get a moment of silence
for the b~tches that be wilding
k!lling and packing the heat
my brodie c~dot got shot the other day, in the back of his passenger seat
we circle in a lot, time to plot, now that jit gon’ pray on his knees (pop)

[verse 1]
this sh~t look like columbine, we sharks and they just fish
they lackin’ a group, jump back in the coupe
paparazzi on him, flashes, and he get swished
don’t jump in my booth, if you lying through a tooth
and cap rap without havin’ a switch
i’m packing a deuce, dawg, what happened to you?
don’t worry gang, we gon’ get our revenge

[chorus]
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
[verse 2]
midknyte back in his grind
almost backing in my prime
i spit facts and it’s a rhyme
i won’t be packing fits this time
they be saying my sh~t not hittin’
or “knyte you ain’t a f~ckin’ victim”
or “knyte, i think yous the villain?
alright, just sit down and listen
i can explain, i got my mental brain
pacing and racing about fame
i get a ‘lil buzz and there it goes again
i guess it’s a guessing game
writers block mixed with perfection
i write a song and then chop it into sections
i want to showcase the f~ckin’ best things
they said i’ll never make it
now i’m getting bumped by your best friends
irresistible, i’m your favorite drug
callin’ me corny ‘cause i was only 13
b~tch, i am yo plug
basically dropping a album every year
didn’t know the outcome would be a improved career
and i proved my peers wrong
and through my fears, songs
kept me up when i was low
stick to yo dreams, don’t be f~cking with hoes
that’s the sh~t that kept me down ‘fore i was old
i was a jit stuck on the ground, now i’m cold
and shout out to my bros, they lift me up
it was near the time i was already stuck
i got tempos bustin’ in my head to begin
so of course, i grab my notes and my pen
my lyrical abilities don’t come close to my reality
murder you with both tools, you’ll fall in a fallacy
i said it so many times, i ain’t no thug
but if you mess with me, this chopper and copper gon’ give yous a hug
got her callin’ me daddy even though she’s older
she got drunk, carryin’ her to her crib on my shoulder
feelin’ like sisyphus the way i’m pushing the games’ boulder
see jits fallin’ for thots, b~tch, my heart turnin’ colder
[interlude]
ay
and f~ck carter, p~ssyboi got with my step cousin
so you now apart of the family
b~tch jumped me in middle school
shoulda charged you with battery
why you mad at me
i saw your throat close up when you saw me
3 years later, nah b~tch, you done called me
and i’ll say this, touch me boi, i’ll make it personal
i’ll give you 8 hits
(bop, bop, bop)

[verse 3: midknyte & regina king]
reincarnated as a phoenix, i come back for my rise
rose from the ashes, beat yall asses all the time
they be saying i can’t make a chorus
so instead i run rap
but i just be exploring like a tourist
i got a better ratios, thats a fun fact
they be comparing me to other rappers, but i’m myself
you should comparing rappers to me, but i guess that wouldn’t help
your mind is too plagued with mainstream
take the subway to the underground, i promise you won’t hate me
they be talkin’ about ug then be bumpin’ some rage
i guess hip hop ain’t a thing these days
but i can’t blame ‘em, all they do is sellin’ they souls
contracts, after contracts, and they lost the goal
so real artists can’t sit back or relax about rent
they rap but got two 9~5 side jobs so they can live
or so they can give to society, no sobriety
or so they can’t be homeless and sleep in a ditch
or so they can spend quality time with they kids
or so they can be stable and can’t get hit with a evict
you know how it is
when poverty stricken with robbery and k!llings people come out from they slums
probably pickin’ out they fits with big amounts from slanging ‘em guns
(f~ck you, f~ck the plane you flew in on, f~ck them shoes
f~ck those socks with the belt on it, f~ck your gay~ass fairy f~ggot accent
f~ck them cheap~ass cigars, f~ck your yuck~mouth t~~th, f~ck your hairpiec
f~ck your chocolate, f~ck guy ritchie, f~ck prince william, f~ck the queen
this is america
my president is black and my lambo is blue n~gga
now get the f~ck out my hotel room)
i don’t gotta have a vision to know the vision and know the bidness for the profit
got no pot to p~ss in, or them assistants, so they glock, they c~ck it
eatin’ crumbs from the government but still they mock it
(and if see you in the street, i’m slappin’ the sh~t outta you)
got no choice to live, but got choice to hit or miss
of they own hometown, socal compton
[chorus]
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it
if they want it, they can get it
tell ‘em, tell ‘em, come and get it

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