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lirik lagu uncstoppable, jonny sé, ricky rivers - slowpoke

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[verse 1: jonny sé]
forgivin felons
life comes at you quick, and hits your melon
sweet, but if sh~t ain’t sweet, then its a lemon
flip it make lemonade, i just ate my 10th grenade
humor never aged a single second past seventh grade
im movin your computer to another room to generate
crypto, jit go, get a chain, block it
model on a bender trynna emulate sonic
lookin like sp~cex smelling like rockets
goin to the moon, gpu boutta vomit
playin to the tune of the constant
pumpin utter dogsh~t, ill pull the f~ckin rug
whilе your mothers on it
just a touch dishonest, im the plug son
yup, wеlcome to the club, stuff ya pockets
you the type to love your wife, in public
while your lovers watching, someones in the trunk
uppers in the glove compartment

[verse 2: ricky rivers]
its the motherf~ckin slowpoke, they sayin hes a local rapper
and a hobo, solo actor going dolo, takin a pic of himself in a polo
playing the ukelele, only you could play me
laid back from the weed, and switched to hazy
ipa’s i dont like the way that i behave
and lately, i only relate to sh~t thats kinda crazy
on a good day im kinda lazy, i amaze me with the rhymes
that i make in every single type of wave, g
the wave that im about to go make is getting served
like dessert, with no date, and it hurts
me, like the pain that imma have
inside my back from bendin down and trynna write another rap
my grandmas in the kitchen cookin snacks
compared to my moms sh~t, that sh~t slaps, facts
[verse 3: jonny sé]
facts, gas, leak
so i had to wear a mask
actually, dads sleep, while im trynna make a track
fat beats, blast from a camry
my main goals make it in rap
with no cash or a plan b
never feelin humble with ya uncles magic sweater
scramble pieces of the puzzle, put em back together
put your hands together, for the handgun seller
i mean, handsome fella
its the samsung melter, chump
ya funk lukewarm, bands drums smelling like futon
years spent, living with the bears, in the yukon
so f~ck computer, i catch a cab
and bring you runts back something from the future…
are you sure?
yeah its yours like nas said
i could break neck, chest, b~lls, but, an unc, never breaks a promise
have another 20 dollars, just dont let your mom know
nowadays couldn’t get you nothin from mcdonalds


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