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#freehellboy - crock taylor lyrics

[verse]
free h*llbizzy! you know how that go
hopefully when you home, i’m on a whole nother plateau
actually, i’m stackin’, ’til my bathroom’s in a castle
facts i’ll take the racks i get from rapping, to make that true
never catch me lackin’, always action, even smacked too
so if you bring the smoke, i got some fire, i’ma match you
light it when i’m writing, grab the mic & i attack booths
n*gga you know the vibes, you ain’t gonna find me in no tracksuit
the g*star on my jeans is clean, f*ck about your amiries
n*ggas love talking guns, motherf*cker i done seen plenty
my cousin be in the city, and trust me, he being witty
a suckеr want to get busy, he dumpin’ until he dizzy
but mе on the other hand…hold a knife in my left
cause i’m snuffin’ him with the right, or i strike him right in his chest
if i slice him right in his face, then he might get nike a check
by the way he selling the brand, n*ggas sell out they mans
and tell on the stand, for less than a band
i wouldn’t squeak for no amount, you need to f*cking close your mouth
make your hoe open up and throat me bro, it’s over now
take my pipe, stroke her out
take the blade, poke you out
been telling n*ggas since p.o.p, they got to hold it down
wiser cause i’m older now, wise since i was younger though
probably because i grew up around my older cousin yo
turned me into an aggressive monster, still i’m humble though
tried to stay out it, but i be wildin’ when it’s trouble bro
see me, i swing on n*ggas like vines up in the jungle though
see me, i swing on n*ggas like parks, but ain’t no back and fourth
i be on my basketball, score and then i pass it off
if you know you know, ain’t got to speak too much on that, of course
n*ggas be on bullsh*t, but it don’t even matter dog
shorty want to dagger, ’til she feel i got the dagger on…
cause n*ggas be acting up, but i be acting calm
promise i be chillin’ out, maxin’, relaxing all cool and all
waiting for someone to get stupid, so i can use my sword…
they say i be cheffing sh*t, like marth or roy
on my king arthur dog, you don’t want no problems boy
handle y’all cats, like samurai jack
f*ck did y’all think, i start cutting off links…
any next challenger, can get wrecked with the x*calibur
thinking they a nes character…
but that’s enough of the sword talk, that’s small talk
only cause n*ggas never try me, you know they all talk…

- crock taylor lyrics

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