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Let That Go

by Yizzy

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Yo Manna trap online, no talker I ain't no hero like Peter Parker I just slap man out of his parka Lightskin but man could turn darker Speech, manna like talka Don't say you're fast or bet we'll run faster Try F with the movement F with one of my brothers and I advise that you run to the Gaza Yo, I don't wanna hear no chat 'bout bro Manna not family, man are not show This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe So best mind what you say 'pon tracks Bars, them gettin' man bits 'pon road Sure know I don't wanna step back 'pon road But say something about manners Indeed one of my bruddas are gonna make man step on road Life right now on the ends is cold Seen bare man tryna let that go Uncle Lex, man stepped in the war True say now we can't let that go Touch one hair on the head of a brother, dead man 'Cause bro can't let that go Let that go, now tell a man no Not 'til somebody Let that, let that, let that, let that, let that go This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe Seen better man get snaked 'pon road All by somebody they call bro Now that brudda can't let that go Not 'til somebody let that go We know beef don't stop in the ends Not 'til somebody let that go I'm way more actions and less talk From the belly of the beast where it gets warm No it ain't all black and white 'round here If you ever hear a brother get his chest poured Get a vest on that's stab-proof Man's west-born, and that's true I got super drugs and them black boots And I still do what I have to In blacked out garbs, blacked out mosque Fully blacked out in a black top car West-end shops, get that posh More time in a civvy and my trap-house guards Take man's gal and her best friend off 'em Make her whine for the brother with her pants down floor Respect man, when mannaman set man proper When it kicks off, I swear I'm gonna stand down, draw, step forth You will get clipped down to Ross If mans 'round your George, or Nan's house or aunt It's stampin' out your mark, can't back out the war If you see me gettin' gritty then back down my darg and Lord, have mercy, which punishment is man worthy Get Van Helsing, not Van Persie 'Cause I won't shoot, but back the knack early Life right now on the ends is cold Seen bare man tryna let that go Uncle Lex, man stepped in the war True say now we can't let that go Touch one hair on the head of a brother, dead man 'Cause bro can't let that go Let that go, now tell a man no Not 'til somebody Let that, let that, let that, let that, let that go This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe Seen better man get snaked 'pon road All by somebody they call bro Now that brudda can't let that go Not 'til somebody let that go We know beef don't stop in the ends Not 'til somebody let that go I got bro in me, you ain't never been like that All you man's broad day, he don't grip it like that I'm Rollie, man's just pop it like that Alright, gang ting, man just got it like that I got bro in me, you ain't never been like that Man's broad day, he don't grip it like that I'm Rollie, man's just pop it like that Alright, gang ting, man just got it like that Stop acting like you would not get Oscar Man would turn to a chef or a boxer Make the sweetest lad unbox ya When I come around better fix your posture I'ma fly over the table and box ya Come down and stop actin' proper I'll let my little young buck get ya I wouldn't get 'round near this pressure Corn on the cob for your headtop Man turn your white tee to a red top Man just serve in jumpstart And you're just pissed in the yard And man just bill it and laugh Got my old ting, didn't wanna go hard I did it for the Blue Night, Yizzy's in charge Life right now on the ends is cold Seen bare man tryna let that go Uncle Lex, man stepped in the war True say now we can't let that go Touch one hair on the head of a brother, dead man 'Cause bro can't let that go Let that go, now tell a man no Not 'til somebody Let that, let that, let that, let that, let that go This ain't a game like tic-tac-toe Seen better man get snaked 'pon road All by somebody they call bro Now that brudda can't let that go Not 'til somebody let that go We know beef don't stop in the ends Not 'til somebody let that go

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