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loot - crimson lyrics

[crimson]

full of bars when they come around, run with the gawds/ fall to the morgue, when them inner thoughts pause to ya force/ so ironic, we brought the choppa to settle score/ now they apologize, but the lead dropping, faint to ignore/ brain to the wall, bet them n-gg-s scatter, when we hit the block/ peace, don’t adopt.. man our fingers itching to body rock/ yeah.. looney groovy, move right up out the sock/ yeah.. but the choice with you when the music stop/ girl just listen now and hit me on my cellular/ prepare to fill up, and feel the flame of something irregular/ tricks up the goyard sleeve, for ya poig-nan-cy/ coming to top, who y’all be, when arrive, i leave/ but i’m in the spot, gang.. don’t double track, before we double tap/ and bring the blockas supply the static, homie hop out of that/ every ring, every chain, every pot of gold, everything/ bring the f-cking pain, lame finna see gawd reign, they can’t attain/ perfect! run the jewels mics (mikes) i’m killing too/ i am in the mood, high up in the sky am i amused/ mm-mm i refuse, to let these m-th-f-ckas light the view/ type of guy that i am, set science to ya f-cking mood/ mind ih like a lion up in this iron environment/ why you come with the pluses, up in a place full of minuses/ huh? but i peep the action, pape full of green, relaxing/ n-gg-s talking to talk, dawgs ain’t afraid of the clapping/ b-st-rd! king crim, gawd to the men, so with any con come a pro when we back up in the town once again/ turn it up and then throw it down, lounge when i’m in/ cop the bottle, moet imma drown my vices of innocent/ lemme lay it, i layered this when i made the jump/ off of my poppa lawn, dodging hills, rocks and the stumps/ soften the touch, but the harder blow of the punch/ will blow all the hearts to the dust, pull the trigger f-cka, don’t make a fuss/
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this is only the sign of things to come/ the ominous promise for anything tryna stop us, deem me a prophet/ but this is beyond the right to say i told you so, this is go for broke, this is go for more/ this is opposition being paraplegic, going toe to toe/ late nights up i can be the logo for ovo/ we won’t wait up, for you to get ya weight up/ housin’ all the flava, and they tryna be ya neighbor/ when it comes to tough sh-t? they slackin’ they need to b-tton up but, we be genes’ in the make up/ y’all ain’t figured it out yet, there are no outlets/ only insurmountable mountains, i’ve been my own counter, counting on myself but y’all are just a coin in the fountain/ i wish you well and still give em h-ll/spit this sick sh-t, while i’m sittin’ all up in my citadel, and its open fire if you cross the pale/

- crimson lyrics

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