Dom Pachino - Fuk Critics Lyrics

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[chorus x2: jay-z sample]

Fuck critics you can kiss my whole ass hole

If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward

You can press fast forward

If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward

[intro: dom pachino]

Yeah yeah you could press fast forward

Yo yo...

[dom pachino:]

Fuck a critic you can suck my did-ick

Don't like the way this spic spit it then don't go get it

Don't go cop it when the kid drop it

One thing's for sure that they can't stop it

Cause it's real hip hop music

And those that criticize can do it themselves

And they talk shit just to feel better themselves

Fuck a two thumbs up this is two guns up

Fuck a five mics when it's five star general rights

It excites and hypes fans like the cocaine man

Do you hear the shit they utter out they mouth

Like it's hard to talk when the bell rell's in their mouth

Now should i shot they publicist

Or make em deep throat the hammer til he write'n that he love'n it

They still talk'n bout killarmy hate the government

Yeah that might be true like the jay-z blue

But you don't know all the shit that my team been through

All the charges and cases investigations

Rifle retaliation is what we face'n

Verbal assassination is how i'm lace'n

Tracks upon occasion it's so amazing

Lyrics they be blazing hot like cajun

My new lp gone shock the nation man

Don't get it curled like a cali raisin

Catch me posting in the cut undisclosed location

Got my troops close by militant formation

Crack holding get diamonds crush stone and get gold

But the only true jewels are in the mind i hold

A hundred degree weather still my heart stays cold

Five thousand pounds of pressure still the kid won't fold

If you don't like my lyrics you can press fast forward

While you at it you can kiss my whole ass hole.

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[chorus x4]

[dom pachino:]

Yo yo if you don't understand this rap

Do hip hop a favor nigga shut your trap

Don't hold out your hand i won't give you that

You could turn the other cheek and still get a slap

From this revolutionist hip hop contributionist

Part of one of the few teams that bring truth to this

Heart like mozart dart like shogazoogi

Do the right thing like moogi i'm old school like holding a toolie

Watching coolie high with my light skin cutie pie

Remember your dude died on one-two-five

Sad memories bad energy o.d.'d like hennessy

Can you relate born in sin city man

Can you escape hoping to see the pearly gates talking bout fate

That's the definition of my whole life ahead of premonition

Little fish big tank whispering for this a camouflage mission

It's too hot for hell's kitchen is my grandpops listening to my cries

Plus the fire in my eyes the desire in my flow

My heart pull it into snow flow on point like a splinter

Power rulez militant inventor peace test me

I'm the super joe pesky but messy like spaghetti don't test me

The jake's try and arrest me cause i rock like elvis presley

Ain't shit sweet like a nestle

Lord bless me with this strength to make it through this song in the right way

So i can't go wrong regardless of the funds man i must go on

Man i must stay strong and fuck critics they can kiss my whole ass hole

And if they don't like me now they can love me when i'm gone

[chorus: til fade]

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