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hyenas - novatore, a.m. early morning & johnny slash lyrics

[verse 1: novatore]
got you in my scope, an assassin
warriors with the keyboard never stoke a reaction
i ain’t a troll, i’m a gnome that’s ready for action
i’m a lone wolf in my soul and i’m never rollin’ with any faction
f*ck a clique, suck a sh*t, y’all can just suck a d*ck
keep actin’ rugged, y’all really nothin’ but a couple pr*cks
i’m rollin’ solo, the ruckus comes and i’m up in it
you wear the cloth of a soldier, homie, i come from it
that’s why y’all travel in packs and y’all know that’s a fact
herd you like cattle, then paddle y’all with the battle axe
you chose to tattle, we just exposing you fat old rats
we hope you meet the gravel, you only hope that the gavel cracks (p*ssy!)
i used to walk with a cane whenever i sprained my ankle
wasn’t a cane, it was a sword if your anger tangled
my sh*t was mangled, i couldn’t stand with the cankles
took a pivot with the left just so i could shank you at any angle

[chorus: novatore]
we like some jaguars and wolverines, you some hyenas attacking only in teams
you just a rat and you play it safe in the back
and you’ll never stray from the pack, get you with matches and gasoline
we like some jaguars and wolverines, you some hyenas attacking only in teams
you just a rat and you play it safe in the back
and you’ll never stray from the pack, get you with matches and gasoline
[verse 2: a.m. early morning]
novatore! slash! what the f*ck is good? y’all ready? woo!
we move in packs, lone wolf, i ride solo
granny used to cook the rice with the lomo (r.i.p!)
i can’t stop, independent and i go hard (hard)
heavy luggage, i’m out, send a postcard
all precision, don’t even look, i hit the target
nice clothes, but never spend a dollar to market
got receipts, you lyin’, i need a refund
young boys hangin’ off the rim like it’s d1
knock your crew off ten minutes one at a time
you all sluggish, i smoke the blunt at the finish line
press rewind, see me juke ’em, then i’m downfield
take a taste, they fiendin’, that’s how you know it’s real
used to knock off jabs by the liquor store
every thursday, two for thirty, i let ’em go
makin’ paper hand over fist, go out and get it
it’s overtime, this is not a wish
it’s morning!

- novatore a m early morning johnny slash lyrics

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