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lirik lagu 2020 renaissance – tha god fahim, jay nice & left lane didon

[verse 1: left lane didon]
peep
troublesome, i was young and dumb
couple hooks but i wanted guns, i make the funnel flood (flood, n*gga)
you a mark, you ain’t wanting none (nah)
bro you don’t respect the worth of the dirt, i put you under some (n*gga)
i’m one of one now, jumped trial
i play to win with the blade in the brim, i think i’m kung lao
i’m unavail’ till i’m under the ground
i jump for miles, boy my bunnies is wild
don’t come around (don’t come around)
while it go. n*ggas pumping valves
now i step inside the lab and bam, it’s a mushroom cloud (full)
dump life, there’s one mic
dump life, there’s sunlight
dump life, there’s up right
dump life, thеre’s gun fight
ignite on sun, night
you stuck with one knifе
renaissance what you witnessing
got the ops scared like “aw d*mn, they on that sh*t again”

[verse 2: tha god fahim]
uh
crystal clear be the vision
they used the math in division to conquer the ways we living
we learnt bad habits in spending
i had to rehabilitate, invest and study real estate
fend in, yourself when it comes to studies
getting dirty and muddy, roll up your sleeves, ain’t nothing funny on the battlefield
sks and macs for destruction (zazazazazazazaza)
all the people ’round me carry hammers like construction (brrrt)
any type of smoke will lead to gamma and combustion
any repercussions, any damages reluctant
all the propaganda, all the rumours are deducted
far away from demons so my art is not corrupted
[verse 3: jay nice]
it’s the counter culture samurai again
hattori hanzō, dagger vandalising vents, you can’t *n*lyse my wins
tints
got cannon ‘side the benz
spin around your life, the pandæmon begins
they can’t handle my defence, sh*t
i let the hot tec spill
get your flesh peeled from a n*gga with the xx8 sk!ll, who collects bills (uh)
i need to flex, text skrill, connect to k!ll
big lane with the surprise shot, fah came out of left field (ill)
it’s that real, your dead concealed under that filtered veil
if instagram deleted tomorrow n*ggas’d k!ll theyselves (you n*ggas be sick)
i know gentlemen that trapped a million bells and not a sound was heard
but now these herbs ain’t built to gel (p*ssy)
so they tell “the game of drugs so raw”
grow up jack, you ain’t young no more, grow tall n*gga
hold your sack, i hang nuts to the floor
’cause i’m a man when i dump those off
cold war, n*gga (fafafafafafafa)

[outro: jay nice]
dumpin’ n*gga
f*ck wrong with you?

- tha god fahim jay nice left lane didon

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