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stabilized - mawpy lyrics

i was in this b*tch close encounters of the third kind
i don’t have a stick but i can skirt out in that sport drive
if you talk sl!ck you gon be out of co sign
f*ck being rich i get laid and type new lines
these raps be off top and put on tracks
don’t get derailed spit sh*t so exact
don’t be on the gram telling people how to act
this gon be your body tied up in that bag
real cool villian
i spit low key
fill that condom up like my car needs gasoline
i don’t talk sh*t less that sh*t is deserved
be on my own time my rhymes be reserved
don’t be intimidatеd by demeanor
been insane 9 timеs spent weeks in the clinker
i ain’t talking jail cells not that wild
been in for the crazy spells yeah its not mild

off topic
you know i can’t dodge it
questions on questions
is this the right option

have you heard my music
have you seen me perform
i guess i gotta prove its the reason i was born
these b*tches don’t care
these people just air me out
i can rap make beats
i can turn up for a crowd
look at the mess you made
and you parents still proud
peaking out vocal stems
hear this sh*t loud

rapping like i mean it
took this b*tch home but just to see it
prod hanz vonda with sequence
ma dub with the sqealings
f*cking up the demons
new sh*t you peeping
running on empty spit flames like i’m river phoenix
been had time to have remorse for these stupid hoes
stay on my grind oh of course i gotta couple foes
i don’t really mind the encounter you could crack a joke
i’mma hop over your b*tch ass like a castle moat

blood off my face
running in a chase
smashing windshields with an oversized mace
yeah i been there done that
took a while to react
now i got sh*t stable like
money in a stack
work my back yeah
take a stab
pulling up unannounced to peoples pad
where its at
i ain’t spending money to promote on an ad
blow up so natural just like her br**sts
used to feel actually just like a pest
now i’m getting closer to sorting out the mess
see me on the court straight edge like a crest
look at moving forward still the same till a vet
remember being blue like an s on my chest
hair look like bye storm injuries are red
let loose my bygones good thing she left
shoot my shot nice on maybe she will let
me up in her grill
just like the fire
still feel ill
but do i require
a little more rest
and a little more head
saying when it doubt
inching closer to my death

- mawpy lyrics

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