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Prime by Fukkit Lyrics

Genre: misc | Year: 2017

[Verse]
IF THIS THE WAY ITS GOTTA BE THEN FUCKER SEAL YA FATE/ NO WORRIES BOUT ME SOUNDING ANGRY KNOW I'M FEELING GREAT/ HATE EVERYBODY HATE ALL ON ME IT ALL SOUND THE SAME/ NOTHING YOU MAKE WILL OVERTAKE THE SOUND THAT WE RELAY/
MY FLOW, WHAT YOU ATTEMPT, AND YOU TRY UR BEST/ NOT THO, ME AT MY LEAST I LESSEN THEY IMPRESSION/ POTHOLES, FUKKIT IS DIRTY DROPPING EVERY SESSION, EYES CLOSED, 1 HAND BEHIND ME TIED AND YOU NOT WINNING/ MIND SWELL UP, HE TALK STUPID CHIN CHECK HIM, DIRECT THIS PUNCH, NO WE NOT ACTING SCENE GET SET UP/ THEY TEST THIS BUNCH, THEY NOT GON HAVE A SINGLE HEAD UP/ AHEAD OF A BUNCH, AND UNDERRATED SO WE FED UP/ NOW WHY LIE, I'M THIS GUY, NOW I GET WHY/ DIE WIT PRIDE, SULK IN THE LIE YOU FUCKERS CALL YOUR LIVES/ MIGHT SHINE, WAVING THE BEAM FORGET THE IRON SIGHT/ GOING GHOST LIKE REGULAR SHOW YOU GET A HIGH 5/

[Hook]
DON'T YOU FUCKING CRY/ DAMN NIGGA DIE/ CANNIBAL THE WAY WE DRINK THE BLOOD AS WINE AND DINE/ COOK THE BODY SO YOUR MEAT IS PREP'D UNTIL IT'S PRIME/ DAMN NIGGA DRY/ SHOULDA HAD WIT RICE/
DON'T YOU FUCKING CRY/ DAMN NIGGA DIE/ CANNIBAL THE WAY WE DRINK THE BLOOD AS WINE AND DINE/ COOK THE BODY SO YOUR MEAT IS PREP'D UNTIL IT'S PRIME/ DAMN NIGGA DRY/ SHOULDA HAD WIT RICE/