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lirik lagu fire in the barber chair 2 – shaker the baker

[verse]
rappers lying on me, they ain’t ever riding on me
feds spying on me, family relying on me
baby mother told me “baby don’t go dying on me”
so i keep that fire on me, got that iron on me
if they k!ll me, i don’t think n0body riding for me
i don’t even want ’em to cause i don’t like n0body
you’re never too old to be a rider
when i slide i’m the shooter and the driver
hit ’em like snoop from the wire
shooter back, shooting through your visor
getting old and getting stupid, not wisеr
i guess i’m backwards like benjamin b*tton
i’m a onе*man army, you ain’t telling me nuttin
all these other rappers p*ssy, that’s the end of discussion
what you doing now? i don’t give a f*ck what you did
i’ma leave you where i find you with a slug in your wig
yeah i promise, yeah i promise, i’m the realest, i’m the realest
and it’s likely i’ma k!ll one of these rappers when i’m finished
running from the devil, i got one foot on my pedal
i got one hand on my burner, k!ller you ain’t on my level
and you never been
had enough of rolling with the swammy in my jeans
banging from a teen, how long has it been?
sh*t i’m getting old
still run up on you, mask on like happy halloween
i can’t believe that i didn’t put on my brakes
i jump back in the car if you tryna escape
all now he’s getting brave, i can see the look on his face
i’m just parking, i don’t run, you can put that sh*t on my grave
i ain’t ever f*cking ran off from anyone in my life
i don’t care if it’s a fight or we’re swinging up with our knife
what we doing, if you shooting, i’m shooting, yeah that’s alright
yeah my brudda, if you do it, i do it, it’s only right
heartbroken but i just had to finally face the fact
all the people that i love are just vanishing, turned their backs
how the f*ck you gonna let a man talk about me like that?
lost my packs, i lost my racks and i lost over twenty straps
i spent a decade and a half that i dedicated my life
to my friends i showed more loyalty than i did to my wife
you ain’t even phoned me to find out if i’m alright
and now you wanna phone me, console me with your advice
so i mute that, mandem keep on telling me i’m properly tapped
when you see me out in public, i’m probably strapped
and i keep one in the head so i ain’t c*cking it back
i ain’t like these other rappers that do nuttin but cap
if you listen close, there they go, capping again
i ain’t listening to all them fake rappers again
they ain’t shotting no packs, you ain’t banging no skengs
how they got you so gassed? you should be mad at your friends
really living what i’m saying, i don’t have to pretend
but i’m tryna stay focused like a camera lens
trust me, you don’t wanna live like this
on a late night grind, that’s a midnight risk
that’s a p*ss*take, i’m the biggest rapper in my clique
and i’m still up on the main road slapping off my stick
you said i’m not about it then you chat a lotta sh*t
i done took care of my family and bagged a lotta bricks
like no packets, get packs and rubber jackets
black magic, f*ck that, got white magic
big matic, automatic, problematic
ask around, i pull it out, i’m gonna slap it
bang, i’m tryna bake another dozen
i don’t give a f*ck about your ratings or nuttin
type of guy to help a old lady with her shopping
then go down the street, see a pagan, get it popping
i’m a different kinda brudda, i’m a cool one
same day, i hit the t*house with a full one
same day, i let my gun buss, broad day, bare face
and i still made it back for the school run

- shaker the baker

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