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no way - revenge of the truence & esque (soul agents music) lyrics

[intro: muggz]
you already know what it is

[verse 1: muggz]
shorty pitty pattern floral
i lit the smoke and copped the oral
she don’t smoke, she bein’ cordial
her neighbor caught a sh*ll through the floor like it’s portal
i think it’s mortal, yo
the chase for lettuce, it comes with shots like tet*n*s
summer time, park your pops on the block like tetris
we sendin’ foreign objects, hard to k!ll like super dave
make sure you make no progress
i’m livin’ in the lupe age where bars would paint the process
ascension out the street, i dipped the coupe and make it hop step
yo, i raise the post faded, hit the smoke, become a prophet
i’ma carve a way to turn these bars in to a profit
what’s really at stake?
the same sh*t that ate gilbert’ grape, the grizzly is fake
but you too young for that, i run with that, sh*t f*ck up your day
face up or face suck
it’s hard to deal with ridicule, shots through the vegetable
live from 15th
birthed out the bas*m*nt, had to level up off instinct
life is just another floor inside this f*ckin’ building
hydrochloric acid when i’m spittin’ this phlegm
started out the bro’ apartment like kurupt fm
what’s good?
[chorus: muggz]
you tried to play us fake, no way (no way)
thinkin’ that we break, no way (no way)
we let you n*ggas skate, no way (no way)
leave that money in the safe, no way (no way)

[interlude: tay dayne]
yo

[verse 2: tay dayne & muggz]
call the best on, king*made, best born
n*ggas can’t phase, liu kang, skin teflon
bed of nails if you think i’m gettin’ slept on
villains play the hero, now the story gettin’ wreck on
yo
heavy rub, basquiat with the easel
my record’s spinnin’, i ain’t goin’ off the needle
still lethal, this dope still evil
lightyears, miles away, no don cheadle
free my people now that smoke turned legal
mesmerized she doin’ it automatic
uh, play with god, you gettin’ a hundred lashes
uh, them gun stashes, blowin’ fire, no lit matches
shed pops on dead blocks, it’s gettin’ tragic
this that type of dope fit the small plastic
sweet aroma, chronicles of a stoner
money up, i’m ghost, in that phantom movin’ slower
can’t fit it on the hip, had to pull it off the shoulder
uh, it’s a must, ones and zeroes like a code of—, wait
[chorus: muggz]
you tried to play us fake, no way (no way)
thinkin’ that we break, no way (no way)
we let you n*ggas skate, no way (no way)
leave that money in the safe, no way (no way)
ca

- revenge of the truence esque soul agents music lyrics

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