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Righteous And Ratchet (Village Boy)
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Ez Mil
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I came from the sand, that’s my holy land Overstand, you can die for a open hand N***as turn stone cold, start throwin' cans They gon' show you no heart if you owing, man I control my band like Axel, I rose to stand We thick as the Corleone, fam Like OnlyFans you f**ked off Then it's shown on cam We righteous in a broken land Quit all of that chittin' and all of that chattin' We keep it righteous and ratchet See, b*t*hes be talkin', but b*t*hes be cappin' We keep it righteous and ratchet Hey, hey (Aye, baw, aye) We keep it righteous and ratchet I came from the bottom, where people are starving We keep it righteous and ratchet So what the f**k you call that They all cap like a top hat So f**k a Nick, I want all that You n***as all wack F**k the game, take it all back Don't you know I came from all scraps? I came from humble beginnings So tell them f**k it, I’m winnin' And if the land full of snakes, I got a tounge full of venom There’s an army in the village, better run or run with it Scru face the general, EZ the f**kin lieutenant Let’s get it Similar situation, I'm killin all you pussies 'cause I'm lyrically amazin' I'm billin' y'all like bushes of blue faces on my stack, homie Give a f**k where you from or at, homie- bah! Send me your addy, we pullin' up now Send me the addy, we pullin' up now F**k up your block and we running you down Now you got murder murder on the call Who f**kin testing dialing on the ringer We gon' run the exit. driving in a sprinter We the SMS-ter signed & re-delivered Like your homie's rest in peace T-shirt I ain't playin', y'all can get beat worse I'm stepping twice 'til my feet hurt I'm stepping twice 'til my feet hurt, quit- Chittin' and all of that chattin' We keep it righteous and ratchet See, b*t*hes be talkin', but b*t*hes be cappin' We keep it righteous and ratchet Hey, hey We keep it righteous and ratchet I came from the bottom, where people are starving We keep it righteous and ratchet Sh*t'll get 'stanged up in a demon whip Got the Cain cup that a fiend can sip A brother able to lettin' the evil get another thang f**ked She feel the semen drippin' on down to her poor little soul To y'all she a angel, but none of you know Y'all gettin' boo'd up while thinkin' she righteous But she hit me up and she begged for the pole! So ready and go, I done said it before If they snakes like Medusa, let's set it in stone I done some things that the Reverend don't know I go some secrets that's never gon' show 'Cause if they get out they gon' kick in my house And I'll go in the bay where the pelicans go 'Cause the posse be like a hockey team Got a stick, and with a semi, they pros Like a mobster eating lobster with pasta Just to stop us, you gon' need plenty options Body armor, body guards, Kevin Costner F**k it I'mma pa** the mic to my partner Scru and I stompin' on heads like it's soccer Deflatin' domes with these shells 'till they blanca We launching Boeings to set up 'tu casa' So get to home and then set up your start to quit all of that- Chittin' and all of that chattin' We keep it righteous and ratchet See, b*t*hes be talkin' (Aww), but b*t*hes be cappin' We keep it righteous and ratchet Hey (Baw), hey (Aye) We keep it righteous and ratchet I came from the bottom, where people are starving We keep it righteous and ratchet
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