Godfather

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Araine T-Jay

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If I was the Godfather
I would probably put God on yuh
Let him push a button like them pusher men do
Imma push up on you like a pusher man too
I don't care what them lame niggas do
Or whatever it is you say about me
Best believe this part here the truth
While you was at, them pity parties
I was out here working these streets
I was probably up in the stu
Mixing the paint
The chemicals too
Mixing the beat
The melodies too
Mixing the lead, the graphite
Ooo
I'm the mirror lemme tell you bout you
You hating yourself
You hating me too
You never did try
You ready to lose
I look through the scope
All I see is you
Zombie-like gaze
You lost in the zoo
Was born in the zoo
I'm a god in the zoo
Rip your heart out of you
Turn your blood to shampoo
If I jump on your head will you still feel the same
Man I know that you dying but I'll ask you again
I ain't hear what you said
Put my head to your head
I can't wait till you dead
Cause it's long overdo
I ain't heard what you said
Take your money and spread it
Over the land
Let the poor people get it
My momma told me that I'm bound to get it
My poppa taught me to stand on two legs
I ain't heard you, my man
Imma ask you again
With another backhand
Cross the face of your land
Heard your colors was red
With a little bit of white and a little bit of blue
Who you talking to man
Its Araine Tjay and
What you do with two hands
I could do with one hand
What I do with two hand
You be trynna understand
Leave you scratching your head
With a carton of milk
Going spoil in your hand
If I was the Godfather
I would probably
Put God on yuh
Let him push a button like them pusher men do
Imma push up on you like a pusher man too
I don't care what them lame niggas do
Or whatever it is you say about me
Best believe this part here the truth
While you was at, them pity parties
I was out here working these streets
I was probably up in the stu
Mixing the paint
The chemicals too
Mixing the beat
The melodies too
Mixing the lead, the graphite
Ooo
I'm the guy never care bout my views
I make it, I put it out, that's all I do
When I'm done posting
I'm back in stu
You don't know nothing
So know that I'm good
Hear in my laugh
I was born in the hood
Me I'm like Robin
You know how I do
I came here to slaughter the beat, and you

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