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Opps (Clean) (《黑豹》电影插曲) - Vince Staples/Yugen Blakrok

Written by:Kendrick Duckworth/M. Spears/L. Goransson/V. Staples

 

Y'all want from me

Y'all don't want money

Y'all don't want from me

Y'all wanna die in the chase of things

We all gon' die and embrace the thing

Trapped inside a burning church

Made it out alive God know my worth

Raw face Scarface

Y'all face more defeat I know it hurts

20 of 'em 20 on call

Got 20 in my hand got 20 on judge

Gave 20 to my dog got 20 on girls

That'll you to zoom zoom zoom

That'll you then you over

Take your safe take your keys take your rover

Take the heart you thought you had

Speed off rollin' up life in a taxi cab

Opps on the radar you're dead to me

How you wanna play ball you're dead to me

 

Takes all you're dead to me

You're dead to me you're dead to me

You know what zone I'm in you're dead to me

Don't care who you with you're dead to me

Watch me do my you're dead to me

You're dead to me

 

Hey hey ready set go crazy

Here to finesse you see I'm getting mines

A life hit a with a lemon's limelight

But at night

We still committin' crimes spittin' rhymes

Bought a coupe with the spinnin' rims get inside

Bring a friend bleedin' hands from the genocide

Clean me up beam me up to the other side

Brothers die 'cause coons turn to butterflies

They don't wanna see me sittin' in the Benz

They don't wanna see me living on the end

Of the city in a citywide bend

Show no pity in the city full of sin

They don't wanna see me getting to the check

They just wanna see me swimmin' in the debt

Don't drown on ground wait until you hear

9 1 1 freeze zoom zoom dead

Opps on the radar you're dead to me

How you wanna play ball you're dead to me

Takes all you're dead to me

You're dead to me you're dead to me

You know what zone I'm in you're dead to me

Don't care who you with you're dead to me

Watch me do my you're dead to me

You're dead to me

 

I move like a millipede

When I flex them tendons like rubber trees

Young Millie Jackson back to the

Mouthpiece drawn got a verbal armory

Stack bodies not figurines

Move beneath the surface submarine

I'm half machine obscene with a light sword

Look inside the brain it's a ride in the psych ward

What you standing on the side for

Roar like a lioness punch like a cyborg

Spit slick attack is subliminal

Flowers on my mind but the rhyme style sinister

Stand behind my own bars like a seasoned criminal

Gotham City Streets I'll play the

 

Crushing any system that belittles us

Antidote to every poison they administer

Switch it like time signatures

Colors in my aura tend cover the perimeter

Brown bodies that the blues wanna shoot through

Hi res lasers wanna zoom zoom zoom

 

Roll over your eyes

My strength ain't nothing like my size

Blades on the top Kathleen Cleaver

Tangle my chords like a weaver

 

Opps on the radar you're dead to me

How you wanna play ball you're dead to me

 

Takes all you're dead to me

You're dead to me you're dead to me

You know what zone I'm in you're dead to me

Don't care who you with you're dead to me

Watch me do my you're dead to me

You're dead to me

 

***Lyrics are from third-parties***

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