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Jay Gudda
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[Jay Gudda] You feel that, yeah Look, look, look [Jay Gudda] Life is often chilly, yeah I like soft and sticky, yeah We can't talk, you're barely there Do I miss the feelin'? Yeah I think it's a given, yeah You think I'm this villain, yeah I still hope you kill it When I don't talk, I listen But you shoot from a distance (Yeah) Chirpin', rattin', hissin' (Yeah) Worthless acts for killin' fear There's no coexistin' here My vision's clear Oh-four Detroit Pistons, yeah Chauncey, Rip, swear we was there Now shit's different, it's in the air I'm too cold for chillin', yeah Plus too grown for beefin', true Mood too cold for grillin', yeah What would us speakin' even do? After all the… This isn't you Let ‘em tell you one thing And the one thing's something, shit, you didn't do Skirt off in the hooptie They were tryna shoot me or hit me with the two-piece f*cked his baby momma in a two-seater Then took her to the store to buy me wife-beaters Take a look around, she a sightseer I don't wanna talk, don't wanna type neither Everything I talk real life I don't bite neither [Jay Gudda] Karma That's my bitch right now You can have her back later, Lord knows Look
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