Fornever

Murs

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    Never never never

    Yeah, you know. There's some things you'll never be
    Some things you'll never see
    You understand me mane? Kurupt Young Gotti, MURS. Listen

    Forever man
    You'll never be better than MURS and 9th Wonder
    Wanna welcome you to Neverland
    He press play and my imagination run wild on your best day
    You only got one style
    We multi-task, we multi-faceted
    You soak up my style then you try to repackage it
    We mastered this, no rookie mistakes here
    Something like a mixture between Tookie and Shakespeare
    Classic composition man we killin' compositions
    Catalog consistent, it's compellin' you to listen
    True poetry, we do it how it's supposed to be
    Cause right before I write it I imagine you quotin' me

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    Tabernacle, pterodactyl, apple kush plants
    Medical shops, I go and sample kush plants
    I'm the first, the worst to verse ocean
    Water vibe, vibrant, verse surfin'
    Little mama
    No drama
    Osama
    Obama
    She said I'ma
    Do it to her proper
    She ain't never lie
    Come and bring it to your poppa
    I movie roles, baby I'm up for Oscars
    Kick the game like football and soccer
    Lames get maimed, perpetrators get penetrated
    I cock it, I pop it, don't knock it so stop it
    I got it I lock it, rocket, copped oxes
    For real
    I got that NATO appeal
    Too much game
    Too much skill
    I'm smashin'
    If Snoop won't fuck Kim Kardashian I will off of film
    Feelin' myself cause this is how I feel
    I'm too real
    I'm too trill
    And y'all never (never)
    Seen a guy like me
    Or anybody fly like me
    I Ray J hoes, don't say no more
    Video tape 'em but stay behind the camera with doe
    I gotta let you know
    That y'all never, never

    "Never"

    She said, "Come over here with me." I said, "Bitch, I'm camera shy." Haha.

    We shut it down
    West coast king shit
    California swagger supreme
    I mean this
    Chuck and Dickie's you can't fuck with me
    We got the best weed
    Half a zip a buck fifty
    I'm makin' money, havin' fun, doin' great shit
    It's MURS and Kurupt, motherfucker could you hate this?
    I'm Dodgered out, we rock the house
    Smokin' on the front porch at my mama's house (let me hit that)
    Come see me, we take life easy
    The homie, fresh out, said he seen me on TV
    That's what I do it for
    This is for you and yours
    We do it for the love
    What the fuck you makin' music for?

    What you do it for? What you makin' music for? Huh?
    Cause you could never ever ever ever
    Be nothin' like this. We don't sip on Cris
    This indo blowin' mane ya dig? Kush or nothing. Ya bitch!
    Never. Aye MURS. I'm gonna see you at the festival mane

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    Composición: Brown Ricardo Emmanuel, Ninth Wonder y Murs

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