He Started It

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Sunshine Christo - Rap

He Started It

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[Intro] Take a lighter, light up that carpet, he fucking started it Thrown off the porch, it was still worth it Would rob his house, but his shit's worthless Knife in my pocket, give me one reason not to Voices say do it, I'ma listen to them [Verse] Take a lighter, light up that carpet, he fucking started it Thrown off the porch, it was still worth it Would rob his house, but his shit's worthless Knife in my pocket, give me one reason not to Voices say do it, I'ma listen to them, why shouldn't I do it? I'm tired of holding back, fuck being passive, my mind says attack Fuck a Space Jam, turn his brain into jam Hit him with a powerslam, like Goddamn, why you do that to him? I don't know, bruh, my mind just said hurt him It's not my fault that I got these thoughts lurking Tеll that dog to stop barking, 'cause I'ma shoot his pet Send it to thе vet, dogs don't go to heaven, so stop fuckin testing One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson, yeah, I ain't confessing A fire burns inside, we can't coincide I don't feel alive, I got a gun by my side Kill him and his girlfriend, they go out like a Bonnie and Clyde Anyone can kill, you just need to give them motive People plotting on each other and you didn't even notice I'ma give out a notice, bitch, get out Get out of my crib or catch this dick in your mouth Not a fan of crazy ass guns, all you need is a pistol to get the job done Niggas flex collections, but die before they use it Can't go out like that, but I'm not trying to get into it Take a lighter, light up that carpet, he fucking started it Thrown off the porch, it was still worth it Would rob his house, but his shit's worthless [Bridge] I didn't want to fight anyway [Verse] Take a lighter, light up that carpet, he fucking started it Thrown off the porch, it was still worth it Would rob his house, but his shit's worthless Knife in my pocket, give me one reason not to Voices say do it, I'ma listen to them, why shouldn't I do it? I'm tired of holding back, fuck being passive, my mind says attack Fuck a Space Jam, turn his brain into jam Hit him with a powerslam, like Goddamn, why you do that to him? I don't know, bruh, my mind just said hurt him It's not my fault that I got these thoughts lurking Tell that dog to stop barking, 'cause I'ma shoot his pet Send it to the vet, dogs don't go to heaven, so stop fuckin testing One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson One bullet all it takes to teach that bitch a lesson, yeah, I ain't confessing A fire burns inside, we can't coincide I don't feel alive, I got a gun by my side Kill him and his girlfriend, they go out like a Bonnie and Clyde Anyone can kill, you just need to give them motive People plotting on each other and you didn't even notice I'ma give out a notice, bitch, get out Get out of my crib or catch this dick in your mouth Not a fan of crazy ass guns, all you need is a pistol to get the job done Niggas flex collections, but die before they use it Can't go out like that, but I'm not trying to get into it Take a lighter, light up that carpet, he fucking started it Thrown off the porch, it was still worth it Would rob his house, but his shit's worthless

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  • Sunshine Christo