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MANKIND (feat. Stove God Cooks) letra


Doot-doot, grr
Grr

Ayo, OG lay in the cell prayin' for immunity (agh)
He got his whole crack cocaine in my whole community
I don't cooked two birds at once like it's two of me (where?)
Box seat at the Bills game, two mil' in jewelry (two mil' in jewelry, Super Fly God, agh)
Auntie beggin' for another drum, I'm number one (agh)
Every time I hear a album, I get another son (woo)
Underground king, you niggas can all kiss the ring
[?] leather braids hangin', ba-bada-bing
Balenci' hat, finger-gloves, I made the bopper ring (grrt)
Mister everything-Flipper, the gripper (agh)
The nigga lived, he had with a zipper (mm)
Looked in the eyes told that bitch I'm that nigga' (bitch)
I got the '26 Maybach last winter
Prada only made ten of these, genovese (agh)
Fiends back to back in line like a centipede (woo)
I want my plane Rolls, Patek when I left the block
Mickey Mouse on the side (doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doo)
(Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)

You should thank God I don't speak often (for sure)
You should thank the most high I don't rip the mystique off (hahaha)
I been dodgin' tapped phones, feds, and weak losses (I swear)
Barkin' on the same water we often
All who believed in Stove get everlasting dope (keep goin')
They been in they feelings in they posts since I bought the Rolls (haha, ha)
You know I'm back on road, you know I pack and go
You know the wrist is massive, fool (you know it)
You know I got the master flow (you know it)
We keep in the dirty laundry in the basket, though (for now)
Gold thread, tryna sow together two halves of a soul (woo)
I don't feel complete without this
Louis bag of bones, the skeletons from my closets (woo)
I drag 'em with me everywhere I go (woo)
I ain't been in this mode since my first half of– oh, shit
I ain't been in this mode since we trapped in the snow (woo)
Now it's purest fashion shows, two hunnid carat, everlastin' glow, all from all rappin' (woo), mm
Hold on, I'm stoppin', let me keep goin' (haha)
I never hated (no), before me, a nigga never made it (for real)
I done got so rich these niggas devastated
When you say it's up, tell us what floor, we shoot the elevator (brrt)
The pot started boomin', every ounce came out melanated (brrt)
He put everything into that white, but then it caved in (hahaha, ha)
Damn, y'all cool? I mean: Damn, y'all cool?
I'm the digi number rain man, I'll bring a block through (I'll really bring one)
Diamond Jesus piece, lifted every spell
All the smokers gave me five star reviews, bitch, check my Yelp, if the kitchen could tell (gold)
They say that boy God status, cook crooked, held the pot straight, the stove was off-ba– mm (hahaha)

Virgil entering the house as we get ready today on NWC Slammin
You know fans, the big fan-favorite here, Virgil, he's stepping into the crowd there, doc'
Here we go, ready to rock and roll on NWC Slammin once again
Here he comes, down the aisle right now, and it looks like the thugga's got some company maybe (what is that? Is that a bodyguard?)
Looks like he's got a henchman or something there, he's–
What is this anyway? I can't believe it
We're about ready to go as the thug makes his way towards the ring area and he has escort
I don't like the look of that at all
Right here on NWC Slammin, these two don't like each other
Oh my God, you don't know what to expect when the thug steps into the ring and he is stepping in there slowly
Oh my God, Big Al, w-what is that, a bed time, bed time sheet, bed time for Bonzo? (You know, I-I)
I don't know if it's bed time for Bonzo, doc', if this guy's got out a bed
You know when he gets out of bed in the mornin', doc', you know he spits in a mirror of himself
Now he's in with the crowd sphere?

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