Dirt Off Your Shoulder by Jay-Z (The Kyd Remix/Freestyle)(Lyrics in Description)
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Lyrics: Til I’m cold in a hole ya know I’m spillin these Poems on the road for dough, yo, the milli seized Comatosed soliloquys, notebook’s swole with skillful screeds Overload of krill, cuz he a bloke ya don’t wan’ tilly, G Or go toe to toe in silly beefs Mode revokes the chivalry, folks can’t cope, the Miller tree All grown, en vogue, a wholesome trilogy Ya feelin me? This the second part, though I’m a desperado, who’s best to drop quotes Successor, Pac’s throne, better jot notes Or invest and stock chrome to beset my plot bro Ya depressive cockroaches better lock do’s Keep ya heffer coddled Or I’ll come give her some breakfast cock, yo Ya broads know, that the brethren’s bars dope As the fentanyl, raw coke, that infests her nostrils Y’all prone to be hopeless and slain puppets Y’all vocally modish and stay frontin But I’m dopamine soaked in cocaine munchkin So they bestow me these froze gems, it ain’t nothin An array of them, simpletons a-bove ‘em They laid up when, Timbaland’s bass thumpin Pennin templates something akin to them bank gunmen My mental’s been cray, dumb in a frenzy them days numbered Missiles incomin’, ya kit is encumbered Left sick to them stomachs, my stint has been summoned Ya, just a ton of blunders, ya cumbersome Fuck bein’ humble dunn, spill my lungs for funds Sexin’ ya ex, just poppin her quick No in-vective’s suppressed, ain’t squashin the rift All the poetic impress, the audience lit So these record execs, might lob me a grip Bitch…