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the thrill - aboriginal (miami) lyrics

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[verse 1]

5 years, still going
playing live making rhymes still flowing
still showing up to local shows
where them soundmen keep the vocals low
making no dough, but paying the rent
unsatisfied with life but proud of the way it’s went
say we’re fresh say that we suck
either way grow some b*lls get the courage to speak up
your beats suck, your spitting is weak
the only soul you probably ever owned sticks to your feet
and if you think that’s its sweet cause our equipment is cheap you’ll need an over loaded meat truck for bringing your beef
have a drink chief…numb the embarrassment
jack off likе us… come in comparison
don’t be dumb and arrogant you’ll rupture a lung
living a slow dеath over something i iove
what a rush

[chorus]

leave it up to us
for everything you need
for everything you ever thought of and wanted in a dream
what a rush
leave it up to us
for the love of a sk!ll
for everything you ever thought of and wanted in a thrill
[verse 2]

start living… on the edge but make smart decisions
embark on your mission, listen to the wind
free your heart from the prison it’s living within
the biggest sin, isn’t defiance of christ
its giving into thinking isn’t sh*t to this life
except, stress and strife
yeah that’s what it gets like
but there is no excuse to not give it your best fight
give it a left, right, spit to the wind
and when don’t like your music, bring it on in
with a rush!

[chorus]

leave it up to us
for everything you need
for everything you ever thought of and wanted in a dream
what a rush leave it up to us
for the love of a sk!ll
for everything you over thought of and wanted in a thrill

[verse 3]

it’s easy to criticize but harder to spit
so if you thinking of dissing mine
get ink and a starter kit
a larger d*ck and the assurance that we suck
bigger b*lls and the courage to speak up
a meat truck for bringing your beef
your color coated sweet touch isn’t sh*t to discrete
you’ll be drinking for weeks stuck in your cubicles
for us to not be making music would be more than inexcusable
[chorus]

leave it up to us
for everything you need
for everything you ever thought of and wanted in a dream
what a rush
leave it up to us
for the love of a sk!ll
for everything you ever thought of and wanted in a thrill

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