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Sound of L.F.N.D.

E-Man

Hip-Hop/Rap

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E-Man - Sound of L.F.N.D.
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
E-Man
E-Man
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emanuel Ayobami Adeyemo
Emanuel Ayobami Adeyemo
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah yeah ayee Yeah... yeah yeah ayee Yeah... yeah yeah ayee Yeah... buduboo Just a lil flex, just a lil bit Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip Just a lil flex, just a lil bit Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip Cortez's with a Dodger fit I look like a crip First they hate, then they copy They some hypocrite Just seen your sis at a party Said I'm too legit Want me ASAP, like I'm rocky I fulfill her wish Take her to the back Take her to the room Looking like a snack That I must consume Imma chill off dat (wait) This might be a trap yeuh (huh) They gon set me up ayee Won't go down like that uhh You a lil rat, Stuart little man I'm just getting racks, sticking to the plan Every time I rap, feel like I can Fly a thousand stories like I'm Superman Want Selina Kyle, not Louis Lane Bad Cuban on my neck, but it's no chain And I'm looking like hehh when I'm sipping Henny Got em asking for some, man I got plenty, haha And it's sad to see you Sadducees mad at me with no reasoning But don't you quit, your saltiness give my life more seasoning Were once a bro, and now a foe, I could show you to da door But careful where you go cuz... My neighborhood full of narcos, yeuh Fiends lined up like a barcode, yeuh Don't gas me up, it's not a Arco, yeuh Don't egg me on like a hard boil Ha yeah aye Boy I spit fire like a lighter I'm an assassin for hire I wanna be just like Mike Not the bull, the one with the tiger Beat myself up, like a champion heavy weight When I know that it's wrong, but I'm doing it anyway I know my neighbors they hate Late night I often do rage My conscience it tell me behave I tell my conscience okay Tripolar I might just be cray My multiple personalities have multiple personalities, but... They all lit Just a lil flex, just a lil bit Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip Just a lil flex, just a lil bit Tell her holla back, tell her holla quick Hanging with your sis, imma take a pic Imma shoot my shot like a hollow tip Thunder and lightning to me is exciting Fiery explosions to you they sound frightening Loud noises banging, the room it starts shaking That calms me down, clears my mind till it's vacant Earthquakes and lava don't bring me no drama Everyone's running and ducking for cover Me I'm just coolin, headbang in room'n With the lights low and some music that's booming Bass shakes the place, they no longer can take it Hittas be hating and anticipating When imma flop, they like E-Man stop dropping But I keep bouncing like low rides on Daytons, ha Hide your sister, fo I get her And we'll run away I might fight your dad, I might yell at your mom But she still love me... anyway How did this happen, the scene here is tragic What once was a city, now rubble and ashes Disturbed by my actions, away they start dashing I'm like ayee bruh, good day bruh, but don't mess with magic They all disappear, like poof in an instance I go too savage, so they go the distance You swear that you're lavish, I think you're pretentious Might take your sis, and just make her my Mrs. Blame your existence why I'm out here hurting Used to not care, now I'm up late night lurkin You think I'm a creep, I think that we'd be perfect But shh go to sleep, ignore the shadow in your curtain Hide your sister, fo I get her And we'll run away I might fight your dad, I might yell at your mom But she still love me... anyway
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