Letra de Sanguine (Sanguine)

Fuck no, baby

Turn off the lights
She like “Jesus Christ!”
I’m like, “close, but girl, not quite”
Return of the mac
Yo I’m black
And more clever than ever
[cause?] let you niggas have it? Neva

Still loud and ghetto
Still heavy metal
Still cause static from Queens to Seattle
You niggas want war but ain't got heart for a battle
So it's still upchuck and get fucked if you rattled
Somethin like my daddy
So downright devilish
Prince of the night with all sorts of fetishes
Got caught in Vegas with like 20 Elvis’s
You know, ordained and our vow is to recklessness

Stressin got my hair gray and black
Like a nigga tryna recreate a Raiders cap
Wanna get paid for talkin shit, baby
That’s what I told her every time she ask me why I rap
My white girls tell me that I’m gnarly
And my black girls tell me that I’m lit
My brothers insist that I am the shit
And I say I’m the coldest dude without a dick

Babenstein back with my [bolts /balls ?] charged
If [you / your] kids won’t let me in then I’ll just barge
East coast ghost with the most
Let me irritate a host
Cause my essence is so large
Mama said always be modest
Always be honest
Don’t brag or boast
Cause barf troop’s here
Lend me your ear
And [punch on?] a beer
So I can make a toast

To every angry fan and every hatin nigga
This here force didn’t need the ambition
Dawn of the dead
That’s how I’m livin
Leanin on a headstone
Puff if I'm pimpin
Bag never simpin
Lobster n shrimpin
Your favorite [on flass so they listen is limpin?]

Call me old fashioned
That cash boy I need that
If we're eatin' then you can’t give no feedback