Monday, 8 May 2017

Must Not official lyrics


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(verse 1)
I said, "You could be my baby mama as long as you ain't gon' be my DOOM". Then she had to leave the room. Me (the groom) is so upset at the fact the wet cat got me in a setback. Forget it, though! Ready to go I am, always. All days, I'm playing in all stages. All are amazing to me, so the "awe" isn't as "amazing" as what YOU about to see. Flow is so prophecy. Prophet-stated. A word I came up with. So "amazing". Blazing to Dre instrumentals. Hey, it's a day, and it's simple. "Which day?" Hit the PA like Pennsylvania if THE day isn't in your mind. Kill 'em with the rhyme(s). My mission till I'm finished with time.

(hook)
You got me going through this bullshit.
You must not love me.
This SpiritualSupernatural bullshit.
You must not love me.
I don't want to call it bullshit,
(you must not love me)
but that's my gun and you're the bullet.
You must... not...

(verse 2)
Now, she keep(s) lying to me. Probably to keep me intrigued. How deep is that? I know how deep the cat gets, but you don't understand. I am the depth of the *axis* (inside). No accidents. You're just wet, and that attracts the kid. So don't get upset. I love this beat, and you could bet (that) the flow is coming from me. It's UFO. So deep the prose is. You know this. That's why I gotta keep you focused. Biblically, I'm looking for the locusts. Lyrically, I'm trying to be the dopest. So it's time for me to go in. Each Dre track I get, I break the bass. And then it's back to the day in the Maybach. "Which day?" I'ma lay back and let you pick it. Hey!

(hook)
You got me going through this bullshit.
You must not love me.
This SpiritualSupernatural bullshit.
You must not love me.
I don't want to call it bullshit,
(you must not love me)
but that's my gun and you're the bullet.
You must... not...

(verse 3)
I turned enemies to friends, as if friendship wasn't the way we began (Yung Nate). I made a friend to an enemy, then we friends again (Halo). Quick to have run in the past, but I ain't gonna run from the fact I learned from both of them. And, sometimes, I'm choking when I think about provoking them into a fight (but only on the mic when I go in). So if the old friend kicks a flow and it's the dopest, I guess niggas know to give it notice. But don't ignore the kid who is the dopest... (looks at George Massa) pardon me. The illest. (The) heart of me is.... in this shit. I just finished it. The East Coast Snoop on a Dre beat. Basically, "Don't take me away, please!"

(hook)
You got me going through this bullshit.
You must not love me.
This SpiritualSupernatural bullshit.
You must not love me.
I don't want to call it bullshit,
(you must not love me)
but that's my gun and you're the bullet.
You must... not...




I had to talk to the spirits right quick. See, the thing is... I can rap forever. 16 really isn't enough. Guess you'll understand when you're standing beside me, you know?

If you'll be there, I'll see ya there!









~follow the buzzards~

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