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psalms 68 (guns & moses) - shyne lyrics

this little buster name the game wanna rhyme like po
cuz i rhyme like gold
i rhyme like, i be climbin’ out that rolls
the nine i let it blow
put 5 up in ya clothes
head shots leave you slumped, dumped and reclinin’ at ya door
oh’
this is blasphemy
ya whole entire career patterned after me
i got shooters out in cali that will blast for me
your forgot, i put your chest where your back should be
tech squeeze off rapidly
i’m in paris at the plaza, blood, ask for me
you little ungrateful b-st-rd forgot to say your grace after me
now bow down pay homage and ask to breathe
yea’
shyne michael or moses
homicidal motives
you thinkin’ this is showbiz
i will put you with the blowfish
hand on my toasters
lamborghini roasters
i gave these rappers life but i will turn them into ghosts
maloy apostle gospel new god flow
i blew breath into your nostrils
only god knows i’m the idol that you bow to
realest alive, your red flag is a costume
this mobsters jewish
the talk is useless
you wanna box? i put you in a box with embalming fluid
i bomb with rugers
dump you in the pond with sewage
i put that on big wolf: i ain’t suin’
hold up
get what you came for
you the big bad blood, what you scared for?
shoot the b-tterfly off your face
tell jesus peace and i will smile at your wake

- shyne lyrics

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