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Kenny Mason - TEST ME (Lyrics) ft. JID

Kenny Mason - TEST ME (Lyrics) ft. JID Subscribe here: http://bit.ly/rapcitysub Follow us on Spotify: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1 Stream: https://kennymason.lnk.to/bulldawg ➡️ Join Our Discord: https://discord.com/invite/tcandfriends ➥ Become a fan of Rap City: https://spoti.fi/2Oj93y1 http://www.soundcloud.com/rapcitysounds http://www.facebook.com/rapcitylife http://www.twitter.com/rapcity808 http://www.instagram.com/rapcitylife ➥ Kenny Mason https://www.instagram.com/kennymason/ https://x.com/kennymason https://www.facebook.com/4kennymason Subscribe now 🔔 ✗ http://bit.ly/rapcitysub 📲 Connect with me: ✗ https://www.facebook.com/ Submit & Contact 🔻 📧: [email protected] #KennyMason #TestMe #JID #rap #city 🎵 Lyrics: Dear angels, can you hear me? Are you near me? Are you there? I need help I been tryna shake the feeling that I'm feeling Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell All I dream about is revenge all the time And I don't think that I can pretend all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time, I need help [Post-Chorus: Kenny Mason] Test me Test me (Blaow, blaow) They tryna test me (Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow) They tryna test me [Verse 1: Kenny Mason] I'm havin' a bad day, real bad, I mean real bad day They went in my safe, I won't be okay with gettin' my lick back late Watchin' my pocket deflate from big back to a six pack shape It's turnin' my energy pitch black, I'm ready to dig that grave For whoever did that, I promise your mama ain't gettin' a kid back Your life, I promise to end that, your light, I promise to dim that You dimwit, you're dealin' with devil dogs, you meddle with misfits All of my dogs just reservoir, all of my thoughts forever dark Punchin' the clock like everyone Ain't leave me with nothin' but heavy arms Now I'm on your lawn with heavy arms Chipped shoulders, sweaty palms Fuck all that lyin' down I'll knock a lion down in five rounds Fuck all that cryin' now Fuck all that countin' down, your time's out [Bridge: Kenny Mason] Rat-tat-tat, closed again, it's a vest, took a— Rat-tat-tat, closed again, it's a vest, took a— Rat-tat-tat, closed again, it's a vest, took a— Askin' for forgiveness, I wonder, will I get this? (Huh) [Chorus: Kenny Mason] Dear angels, can you hear me? Are you near me? Are you there? I need help I been tryna shake the feeling that I'm feeling Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell All I dream about is revenge all the time And I don't think that I can pretend all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time, I need help [Post-Chorus: Kenny Mason & JID] Test me Test me (Blaow, blaow) They tryna test me (They tryna turn, turn up, test a— uh) They tryna test me (Look, uh) [Verse 2: JID] Testin', testin', testin', testin', testin', testin', testin', sound 'em Checkin' them screens, I'm checkin' artillery inventory, I can't fuck up the count Knives and 9s, and TECs, invest in vests and extra clips with extra rounds Gotta protect the fam, bought me a farm, buried a mill' in the ground Figure it out, the man in the mirror will never tell you where the bodies are found Shh, he wore a wire, so I had to sneak up, so now they unwired his mouth Quieted down, keep all the women and kids in bed, the killers in town The serial kind, the serious kind, it's sick 'cause I think with a similar mindset But yet, somebody pose a threat, detect the envy and jealousy in they breath Be ready for anything, any second, you seen Double Jeopardy N****s chill in the crib and go eat you a PB&J, they'll do you like PnB R.I.P when they see you on CNN, fake sad with sympathy sentiments Get the commas and come to your senses Sign a deal with lawyer linguistics Let 'em die on the hill if they tryna be seen as the realest You clearly conflicted Long as family and money ain't funny, the homies is livin' You mindin' your business It's always somebody that's plottin' against it Go and get 'em, only God as a witness (Yeah) [Chorus: Kenny Mason] Dear angels, can you hear me? Are you near me? Are you there? I need help I been tryna shake the feeling that I'm feeling Like it's extra room to spare for me in hell All I dream about is revenge all the time And I don't think that I can pretend all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time All I think about is— (Blaow, blaow) all the time, I need help [Post-Chorus: Kenny Mason] Test me Test me (Blaow, blaow) They tryna test me (Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow) They tryna test me