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thunderdome - 4negative lyrics

[produced by huey evergreen]

[verse 1: tyze nitro]
popping off just like a bottle of xans, 4negative, tyze & huey the plan
make gold with every touch i make, shiny, diamonds riches got ’em from that
durags and dreads, black and red, made a hard diss and left some n*gga dead
made him angry, was it something i said?
f*ck that sh*t, left them crimp and sped
n*ggas tryna put me down, but i ain’t a dog
can’t see my swag, n*gga where is the fog?
do this sh*t for me, it ain’t a job
i’m the best one here, the name you can’t rob
swag level high, hi, it’s ze, 25’s the year, 4neg all day
give a f*ck bout you, f*ck what you say
zeus on a mission, us n*ggas on craze
black durag and and af1s, hit the dmc to the door we run
pull up in a enviro 400, decks doubled up
getting all the racks, moment i seizing
lord what i believe in, through the shine of cross i pray that you see it
got it wet like a gas leak, give bad b my address
and by the bed she undressed and she gon get some d*ck tonight
american urus leave my pockets empty, n*gga f*ck a tarrif
leave trump confuse a urinal for some piranha batsh*t
i’m f*cked up in great shape, leave a hole her like a ak
i’m crazy like what they say but man on one like topping the database
[verse 2: waymann]
been on a mission, loose cap fitted with them jays out sitting
held a n*gga down and them pants came with him
plate full of steak cause my load got bigger, made mo’ figures
moving like them addicts, nose for some gold now i’m moving real frantic
telling all my folks one day they in mansions
got a lil older now it’s me with a family
money still bless me
stomach still empty, snacking on n*ggas real late like it’s wendy’s
momma said most of us don’t make it to the twenties
5 years later i’m here and still standing, eclipse on the entry
bend don’t break, you know we not the bank don’t loan out the tank
swimming like them sharks for a bite out the face
the case went cold when i made it back home, no face at the store

[verse 3: huey evergreen]
i’m k!lling it, the vibes villainous, you impotent
a probable arsonist also a lyricist
beat maker, house shaker, wake up the dead make yah
real sick and comatose over this overdose
it’s rhymes really deep say h*llo to death like adele
a style more underground like a demon that’s born in h*ll, you’ll smell it
then you’ll feel it before you hear it, the bullet has now pierced
like claire’s i don’t care for rappers hotter than the rapture like tyze glow capture
samurai slice n dice, my kunsanagi real nice it spit flames
i throw dames over the cliffs man i turn up this sh*t like hard drugs
smother pugs cuz you know i’m sick, i’m finna puck, b*tch and overflow the boat in the coast
flood the sh*t out your home like j*panese n*ggas caught straight under my thunder dome

- 4negative lyrics

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