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lirik lagu cage match – pro dillinger & mickey diamond

[intro: pro dillinger]
one day (dummy), these fans may save your life (sting vs flair, n*gga, cubano)

[verse 1: pro dillinger]
i’m a beautiful mind wasted, i’m outta patience (uh)
ridin’ ’round without a paper in and out the bas*m*nt (i’m in and out)
kick the door, we in and out, this basic (yeah)
you n*ggas mouthin’ statements, keep my powder naked, see the tower shakin’ (bloaw!)
there’s a shooter in it (oh)
if i don’t need then you ain’t doin’ business (nah!)
i’m by the field, we don’t do forgiveness (no)
save the water works (works)
my youngans buckin’, put it in all the work (work)
we speakin’ foul, i’m talkin’ all the dirt (foul)
my mother love me so shе prayin’ for me (oh)
these n*ggas owе me favors (yeah)
so i got n*ggas that’ll spray it for me (bloaw!)
n*gga weavin’ now (now)
you outside but you don’t be in town
i put you in the sow but you don’t see the ground (ground)
that’s a dirt net (net), sleep until the reaper call
nightmares sweatin’ up the sheets, i don’t sleep at all
hit the spot, takin’ what i want; i’ma keep it all
loyalty, i’m only doin’ business if the team involved (cubano, pro)

[interlude]
we’ve only just begun (cubano)
diamond dallas n*gga
[verse 2: mickey diamond]
i do the dirty work, like norman mcdonald
when the thirty work (brrt), sh*t soundin’ like december 31st, uh
midnight hours, do remember where you heard it first (yeah, n*gga)
another murder verse, my name in number in your mother’ purse
she call me, i don’t answer, my closet is like carrie on acid
picture me in rosario, dogs and smashin’
pumpkins on rappers rented cars from the overpassin’ traffic like it’s nothin’
slight concussions (what?)
hearts race like black and white discussions
cold wars, i could decipher russian
slight reductive, we trimmin’ the dead weight, that’s liposuction
m. bison psycho crushin’ (aha), tryna get my ficoll jumpin’ (aha)
black drum on the toy, my lil’ homies’ll tyco truck ’em (brrt)
big wallabe clarks, i call ’em michael duncan (rest in peace)
sixteen bars, salute, every line is a rifle dumpin’
we play the hypest functions, saint laurent shirts at the lunchin’ (yeah)
i set the stage like concert construction (aha), pull your cards when you bluffin’
royal flushing, king sh*t, i got it sold like senchus
nightmare dreams in order to get my team lit (me, n*gga)
put some chips on ya head, turn n*ggas to bean dip (what?)
he stevie wonder, talkin’ ’bout ki’s but never seen sh*t
we hit the atm and, throw it up like bulimics (cubano, chi*ching)
this sh*t could get obscene, my team ain’t for the squeamish (at all)
i just got the louis v ski mask from the cleaners (i did)
no face no case, my ways gilbert arenas, what? (what?)
[outro: mickey diamond]
you knew, that i was gonna be the biggest star of ’em all!
this cost a lot of money, to bring the real (act like you f*ckin’ know)
world champion on location (cubano)
(it’s*it’s*it’s*it’s the umbrella, b*tch)
here we go again, sting so strong
they gotta have to check the foundation here at the mall
hip toss, take down, follows it up with a pefectly executed drop kick
sting, the first man up and ric flair is lookin’ for some time, he’s in trouble

- pro dillinger mickey diamond

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