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lex machina. - spensation & bencer beats lyrics

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[producer tag: bencer beats]
bencer got that beat, brah

[chorus: spensation]
failin’
these n*ggas failin’ (ya, ya)
sellin’
b*tch we were sellin’ (ya, ya, ya)
melon
we hit his melon (real hard)
tryna roll me up an m ‘fore i lose my mind

gellin’
they couldn’t smell it (ya, ya)
pellin’
they need some pellets (ya, ya, ya)
denim
they tryna dead it
tryna roll me up an m ‘fore i lose my mind

for you
for you
tryna roll me up an m ‘fore i lose my mind
for you
for you
tryna roll me up an m ‘fore i lose my mind
[verse 1: spensation]
up this bread and wine, i do you n*ggas like the eucharist
use thе wrist to whip, b*tch, i can show you where the futurе is
fusin with the mac, in fact the way i shoot the b*tch
boo some sh*t, then go and crack a booster in
brody came, i told him use his pipes, he not a vocalist
beef at the casino, i can show you where this poker is
finna poke a pack, folk em back and smack em focusless
n*ggas hope to win, im on smokin, gettin broken in
focusin’
still free*scalin’, hoe i’m boulderin’
bolder than these dudes, they couldn’t move what i’m shoulderin’
soldierin’ through the field, without the raps, gonna leave you smolderin’
you n*ggas wack, you think you’re colder than (i, i, i pull up)

b*tch the pop did not come this color
n*ggas talkin bout they better til they (b*tch, it’s spensation)
n*ggas talkin bout they better til they buns get b*ttered
tell a bum to come and gum this hummer, or chill out (b*tch)

[chorus: spensation]
failin’
these n*ggas failin’ (ya, ya)
sellin’
b*tch we were sellin’ (ya, ya, ya)
melon
we hit his melon (real hard)
tryna roll me up an m ‘fore i lose my mind
[verse 2: spensation]
birds of a feather, down coat, the kicks was matchin’ (kicks was matchin’)
a n*gga tryna match me, i couldn’t imagine (couldn’t imagine)
got this choppa on the backseat, they spittin like some plastic
i’ll leave you in the trash heap, tossin meat to the dragon eatin
a5, sh*t ain’t in the stores, you gotta order it
acusore (?) i’m bout to pour a quart of it
i heard these rappers tracks, they need to scr*p that sh*t and trash what they recorded with
why you always actin like there’s more this?
i’ll split a b*tch like ireland
i’ll split a b*tch like boris did

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