Lyrics:
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I put my all in this paper if you try to take it I call up my brother we riding
I put yo hoe on the table I bend her over and I'm fuckin her soul out
gold rush
And the diesel burnin' Cat motors growlin' and the mud
You'd better hire him on, he's the roughest neck around
He got the power in his hands
Politicians
They hire thugs
To come chase us
Dem they follow you talk
You come dey laugh
Mr President
You must stop this one
End Swat
End Sars
End Sars
End
in the right, right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched
It's the end of the world as we know it
It's the end
crew rock and tell
from the bullets and it goes, once you,
hire Professionals, shit explodes, you
can tell by the damage that we do it shows.
Yeah, shit, it's your b kay
Is this a joke? Or is it actually
A thing employers do in every fucking company
I want a job, so can you hire me?
I just
lying to pop
I'm just dying to win
Live or die by the shot
Every PM, I hit the La and live in yo DMs
Tryna make you my wife
Gotta make you my BM
I'm tryna
was in the Chi, sippin' Barefoot
How I end up all the way in Paris with a pink toe?
Just got a passport, I ain't even ask for it
When you run around
I'm in my second phase
They copied the whole gang to make a second wave
I gotta watch out for the opps, I got a second Waze
Like Matt McBride I run
York, LA, and everybody inside
DM Kanye, Matt Healy, or Haim
and if you’re at Clandestino by the end of the night,
You’ll know, you’ll know, you’ll know
by myself like this
That feeling in my chest I get
Cause when shit get intense I stress, my check
Make sure you hear every word I said, I’m vexed
Don’t
light on who deceive and mislead
In your face filled up with greed, don't wanna see you succeed
It's the devil who feeds off the minds of those who need
the Rapture and the reverent in the right
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam fight, bright light
Feeling pretty psyched
It's the end of the world as we know it
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
That by the song's end, I probably start another trend
I know everything you wan' do
I did all that by the age of twenty-one
By twenty-two I had that
medals to wear and nothing more
Now every night in the same cafe he shows up
And as he strolls by ladies hear him say
If you admire me, hire me
Ladder start to clatter with fear, fight down height
Wire in a fire, representing seven games
A government for hire and a combat site
Left of west
flats
In the ends you can circle the blocks
Circle your block then we make that hot
Don't run from the opps, only run from the cops
A leaf ah get tuck
And you can call me Donnie
You can call me Donnie Darkflow
There's a demon speaking in
The weapon I chose i'm gettin' in hoes
Possessin 'em like
myself and the shit feel the same
I’m placing the blame on you
I picture the truth but it framed by you
I’m faced in the books but they made by you
My
integrity
And I'll tell you something else this is the show
And we're not gonna change it
Never will I ever utter never to myself
Fall in love with defeat
Trend you reckless
We got chops them clips extended
How y'all upping the score when y'all dying?
Said the Dummy a nigga supplying
Say I got hit by a bus
Ladder start to clatter with fear, fight down height
Wire in a fire, representing seven games
A government for hire and a combat site
Left of west
medals to wear and nothing more
Now every night in the same cafe he shows up
And as he strolls by ladies hear him say
If you admire me, hire me
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