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Omar LinX
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Impressive
I should just keep 'em guessin' Let me just count my blessings Look what I made from nothin' God damn that shit's impressive They say they need suggestions, but fail to hear the message They say that time is money I say my time's expensive Forget the Lexus, the ??? diamonds, and ??? I hose you down with the truth, and I swear that they all be phony Trust me I know the kind they slime up from behind there's a jungle full of these slugs that'll wind up on your mind They all up in your ear, hands all in your pockets They suffocatin' your talent, and you don't know how to stop it Vermin without a conscience Watch your back and be cautious Out to see you succeed but never far from your profits Now I've been down this road before Tryin' to see through that open door but it's dark out and that fog thick Now I don't really know what I'm lookin' for, but my eyes peeled cause I know the real If you know the type, then you know the drill No remorse, heart of steel Out for blood, shoot to kill Hey you, right there, I don't think that they are prepared Run around like they not aware I've been gone but I'm back I swear Real talk, no lie, I don't know why they won't comply Got the heat that they can't deny Playing dumb, but they know it's on x2 Funny how little I care Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Still breathin' easy on limited air Don't feed the demon I wake you up I'll show you things that'll shake you up Turn it down when I come to town Seen the type from the underground That truer life, those bright lights, I found a way on that other ride Goin' down with a sinkin' ship Make your peace, yeah this is it It's been a ride, can't lie, it's just a game, hit or miss Understand where I'm comin' from No support, one on one ??? die where dreams die It's your choice, fight or run There's snakes up in this tall grass Whiskey up my raw glass A lot of hate with a hint of love I'm out of class, no hall pass No time for your dumb shit Typin' quickly they run shit (???) You out of line, you made me laugh, go get a cab, you drunk bitch I get to work, and you go to sleep Feel at home when I'm on the beat I kill shit, so to speak Say born to win, stay on my feet Been a while since you've been around See the boy, you bitter now I'm on the bill, you in the crowd I'm in the ???, you in denial Hey you, right there, I don't think that they are prepared Run around like they not aware I've been gone but I'm back I swear Real talk, no lie, I don't know why they won't comply Got the heat that they can't deny Playing dumb, but they know it's on x2
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