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• Artiste: Left Boy
• Titre: Gangstash
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I look into the anatomy of you And all I see is a black lung But I hang on to the chain around your neck Waiting for ya to look down You won't forget my face when I leave town Yo, my name is Seth I spit hot to death Inevitably I am the next step I rap, rap present you L.E.F.T. B.O.Y. Why, why don't ask me? I'm nasty when it comes To makin' beats and right rhymes I don't make a lot of tracks But when I do, they fuckin' shine Like 50 whats, what, my what, what, what I sick in the whole like a game of put put And then grandma says: 'Hey, who are you? Ferdinand? Oh my, I didn't recognize You look different What happened to you? Ooh ooh, I know you got a mustache' Look into the anatomy of you And all I see is a black lung But I hang on to the chain around your neck Waiting for ya to look down You won't forget my face when I leave town Into the anatomy of you And all I see is a black lung But I hang on to the chain around your neck Waiting for ya to look down You won't forget my face when I leave town