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lirik lagu schopenhauer - mansa musa

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[verse i]
come up with the flow then my boy be like “d-mn”/he did and do it then do it again/come up with something you cannot understand/my song be so hot then it’s burning like hemp “godd-mn it”
lean when i flow no purple fluid/track got smoked no huff puff to it/man, stop talking sh-t; can you hop and just do it
“word to lupe”
her -ss go low when i stand next to it/her man take shot bet my man just threw it/women take shot, tag my name next to it
“put that on target”
have dreams doing triple menage/mariah, madonna and sade… brianna, rihanna, a. grande/that some old hoes with some new hoes/high ball gl-ss flow… yellow nuvo/5-0 on my back…bryan cox, no/five-0 on my back; no cops though/5 0’s on my back like i’m woodrow….wilson; matter fact that’s a hunnid thousand/all you f-ggot–ss silly, ya circle paying lip-service…talking jawbone work, but i see no hoes in
yeeno what jawbone is? alexander -sseily and hosain rahman/you know my problem is “all you b-tch wanna rap but you hoes ain’t rhyming”
hook
mansa musa; mansa musa… my team so supreme, w rule over you, n-ggas
mansa musa; mansa musa… my team so supreme we rule over you, n-ggas
[verse ii]
mansa musa; mansa musa… my sh-t so supreme you’d thought i knew diana/i’m the son of queen zen0bia…b-tch, i’m just a pharaoh/you’d quit saying that i’m acting up if i getchu a fair role/we know how them cops roll from the mo to chicago/they gon turn the block to a f-cking backlot…they won’t shoot with the cam’, they be shootin’ that glock/we don’t f-ck with the 12 and don’t talk to fox/if you come to my city put that on your do-not
we all got a do-nots like a f-cking rubber band can/this flow so r-t-rded you can call it insane/and any b-tch can get it any f-cking instant/face down; -ss up…f-cking handstand
leave a n-gga b-tch wet you’d think it’s maywheater/this girl i just met just bad like medina

hook
mansa musa; mansa musa… my team was supreme before kenneth mcgriff
mansa musa; mansa musa… my team was supreme before kenneth mcgriff
[verse iii]
mansa musa; mansa musa… my sh-t so supreme takin’ hit out on fiddy/ e-money bags, jam master jay… shot one more man and pleaded the 5th


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