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Echo, The Misfit - PFunk

Lyrics Back on my bullshit the usual one Know ya Brodie Couldn’t take that finna come up on a studio run Sausy record it and playback Finna come up with another one most these critcs gotta hate that Word 2 bro I don’t play that I Hate the way they fake facts Hate the way That they paint a picture bitch fuck a diss I ain’t playing with ya full send let the razor hit ya these harsh words finna hit ya liver new flows means better figures while my pockets steady getting hella bigger folks askin can I get up with em ain’t forget the pain so imma dead it with em dead it with em and move on this is the way of the movement this is the way of the world U wanna act tough u gotta prove it sometimes u gotta lose it to prove that u are a threat Hop in the booth and I’m making a mess talk about it say it with ya chest Talk about it say it with ya chest walk up to heaven Take a left spitting out a verse like I’m possessed hop in a flight I’m heading west I remember days I felt depressed Couldn’t really get up outta bed Momma really dealing with the stress pain and truth inside of every breathe