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the worst - young chris lyrics

i’m from the lord
how do they plan to take me alive?
i’ve walked across through all
yeah, they never seem to cash me

cold summers, hot winter
cold turkey was a n-gg- hot dinner
hard headed, hot temper
y’all boys was pretty soft as i remember
out to hollywood, plan to smoke that cali good
i don’t drink milk, kush doing her body could
baby, give me twirl’
coming through the speakers, headline of the feces
filling the least just watching this from the bleachers
back knee deep in the streets, know where to reach us
dudes can’t pay to get taught the sh-t they teach us
broad day, rocking pies, lullabies
i don’t know sh-t, on tour, my alibi’
home n-gg-s talk sh-t and apologize
even with the millions you n-gg-s not as fly
six feet deep for the weak, is not a lie
push it down so them n-gg-s know not to try
no, i’m not surprised you n-gg-s lay undercover
lames together’
the beast is here, the gunner arrived’

- young chris lyrics

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