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outro [crayon castles] - braidz mc lyrics

[verse: braidz]
so the show’s over and the curtain’s call
took three years to come up with a worthy score
alot’s changed but it’s nothing you ain’t heard before
i’m still that nerdy dork feeling hurt and poor
(uh) they tell me keep it g like a tenner ay
get your head on straight, it’s hard when my castles getting trebucheted
but i could never stray, ‘least not until the levers changed
and they say i burn – like what you get from pepper spray
my friends ain’t breaking up no more, neither’s my relationship
barely touching drugs no more i’m starting to straight hate the spliff
’cause my f-ckin’ lungs are sore, i cough to wake – it makes me sick
still seen as the underdog but my bark’s awakened kids
now i’m on the crazy pills i’m happy as well
but don’t get me wrong i’ll still stamp on ya’ skull
i ain’t got a clique, so i do that on the mouse
it’s got em f-cking with the kid – like a dad out of h-ll
paranoia hit i wasn’t sleeping well at night
started seeing sh-t i shouldn’t like when cheating on ya’ wife
a reaper with a scythe almost took my soul bruh
now i’m back for these p-ss-es and i’m good to go c-nt
yo i prefer to be drunk when i’m searching for c-nt
dodging herpes and stuff if i’ve heard that she f-cks
serve her the nut slurping it up, got her gurgling c-m
then get her cervix so f-cked she’ll be re-learning to run
with the words i’m murderous, huh? kirby to bars
i could eat any rapper – got me burping out stars
but i’ve been feeling nervous as f-ck
feel like i went past my prime they paging me but now my purpose has p-ssed
i’d rip my f-cking jaw out to be open to speak
pull apart my chest just to show ’em the beat
so there’s no p-ssyfootin’ round when you’re toeing with me
i’ll put my money where your mouth is watch you choke on the cheese
i’m frodo to beef, sh-t i’ll burn in a ring
my flow’s like a beach and i’m surfing on it
but i’ve got haters still saying that my verses are sh-t
and i’m so close to sonnin’ dudes i’ll give em that mercury biz
up on that purgatory tip we ain’t on the same plane
these guys are so mundane we ain’t from the same day
sounding b-mmed out so i’m aiming to make change
we walk on different path’s i’ve got pavements to strafe, ay
coming at braidz with your cheap words?
that’s like trying out musical chairs without a seat first
it’s getting hard to rap because my lungs are getting weaker
but with the talent of these rappers compet-tions getting easier
when you think of bars – then you better think of me first
and if we’re talking tournaments it’s best to think of me – first
say what you want, i’ll never hear it through my speaker
’cause you can call yourself a shepherd but you’ve hardly got your sheep heard
i ain’t the fighting type and i hate waiting
so if you rock up to my house we fight right there – on playstation
i stay blazing, game daily, wordplay’s crazy
so i ain’t gotta serve too much – like a day waitress
every feature i do my -ss is drained
’cause the concept’s always “just spit bars for days”
so sometimes i don’t really like my position
they want “hot bars for days” but i write in all types of conditions
i’m close to living on the curbs with your heads
instead i’ve gotta’ focus on differentiating purps’ and my friends
so i’ll focus on proving my worth yet again
after i’m done with this, baby – i’ll never step foot in a nursery again
i ball bending like beckham my goals differ from these men
who get too adventurous and bend it like “they’re never drinking bourbon again!”
you can call them g-y bars, i’m strange brother
and i ain’t a h-m-phobe but you can call me a straight-lover
i could hit the drank you still won’t know where i’m based brother
sleep with a machete in my bed ’cause my brain’s f-cked up
wanna know the reason your babe tastes great when you love her?
i face-f-cked her made up some toothpaste with braidz’ product
she loves you not – like picking the last petal
’nuff of that i rock at rap – like i’m bringing it half metal
get your whole empire lost facing a great rebel
when i cross, weave, pull tight and call that the braidz special…

[bridge: braidz]
so i’ve been gone for a minute but i feel like it’s time to come back now
i’m strapped out with the tracks now, blast out the fat sound
and i’m coming for that crown, you better back down….

- braidz mc lyrics

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