Guilty Simpson - The Hex lyrics

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Guilty Simpson - The Hex lyrics

[Intro] Yeah uh Random Axe Yeah listen [Verse 1: Guilty Simpson] When ya boy is confronted Consider that as the hunter being the hunted I crossbow harsh flow, hit em in the heart I'm the true terror beneath the New Era It's like y'all acting but forgot y'all parts So I'm yelling cut to reclaim my art Flipping with my lyrics under clean dismount Stealing all the rap, call it five finger discount Spit out phlegm, spit out gems, spit fire Militant mind state, watch for trip wire I rhyme like peers of mine don't exist Twist the top on the Henny And MC's bucket kick like little Kenny Any motherf**er disrespecting me, send me Damn me fully, all-black hoodie The color of your future, color of the Ruger, p**ys [Verse 2: Sean Price] Yo, Afro-American gangsta, I'll shank ya Sharpened toothbrush in the gut of a wa*ksta Cone head hoodie, no K.K.K Just may-day, may-day when the AK spray I'm a two time felon, I'm on work release Give work to my workers and they work the streets Back in the white Beamer, level four armor Roll the window down, let the metal roar Contra No video game sh**, give me your chain b**h You like being broke I like selling c**aine sh** Rich Porter, Maserati Rick sh** Pitch quarters in the lobby with the piff lit I pull out my piece and I pop you, Papi You prolly want peace like Mahatma Ghandi f** peace, I'm a beast b**h I pop pellets in the person, I'm a piece of sh** P, motherf**er [Verse 3: Black Milk] Back to back verse for the apes Stay murdering sh**, First 48 This, that, ghetto flow, dirt do-wop Sirens on who block, money in the shoe box Teddy bears on the light poles, who shot Give em that night flow, ice cold new rock Hands in the air Fans cheer up from stairs from standing in the chair And I don't really care what's happening over there I just want my money in layers, while landing in the Lear Can't compare, we know that is unfair How he's known from city to city like he was your mayor Be clear it will never be fair Turn the stove down on if theres any beef's here Time for the next, live is the hex Kept it dirty like ca**ettes that's live from the decks, go

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