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devil's pie 18' - dot cromwell lyrics

i woke up this morning and thanked black god/
they wet blocks find cover or you get baptized/
there’s no church in the wild, here goes your suit and tie/
they only waiting for confirmation your crucified/
my pen game from the heart of the holy grail/
got a heart cuz i feel it beat, i just wish it could only feel/
some comp-ssion for the weak/
i k!ll everything i eat/
i could put n-ggas in graves, or put them on they feet/
my homie crack jokes cuz i’m never running in place/
i lead the marathon cuz i know that it’s not a race/
why they sent that boy on his way up to the heaven gates/
thomas jefferson, they had a nickel for his face/
d-mn he won’t make it to levels where ceilings breaking/
they put you on the wall make you an art installation/
they trynna buy my soul, i’m trynna run a generation/
they wanna see drama flows dramamine sick/
cut the mic on/
blessing everything that i’m reciting/
don’t ignite the trigger finger thats a firearm/
moving like a fire drill, sh-t is fire still, bring the hose out/
these f-cking entendre’s should bring the hoes/
look/
i done walked the thinnest line between me and ungodly crimes/
with this little pen of mine, i’m giving gotti a flow/
no ghandi a flow/
you on my level probably no/
thats all fine, cuz i ain’t here for greatest of all time/
i got problems too, but i solve mine/
i rock and i style mine/
80’s jordan over the foul line/
just another body to outline/
a shadow to outshine
i clock you out and hand in your out time/
flow go serena, venus hard/
i’m venus far/
come to the apple i’m on g*nius bar/
shots on the house salute n-gga we cooling/
the crib is so deep, everyday is a reunion/
i promise they ain’t touching the lyrics i’m giving to them/
you stand there act like you just know what you doing/
i’m really trynna get on the stock route/
don’t care what you talk bout/
my boy a take ya crown from a block out/
why he will, i don’t know/
i never cared to ask, they said g’s move in silence/
he never cared to blast/
somehow my life path keeps filling up my gl-ss/
100 miles and running/
i ain’t running out of gas/
n-ggas getting towed they sidelined/
i’m tossing them cyanid/
today you learn your service was finite/
life’s a b-tch i f-cked her on prom night/
and all cuz my rhymes tight/
these n-ggas sh-t is weak and now i’m tight/
ugh/
4 mimosas, i’m lit for breakfast/
like i’m lit, but omelet/
breakfast, man check this/

verse 2:

what a time to be alive/
on a quest with my tribe/
a wise man said the suns a great place to hide/
loading magazines here, we ain’t talking vibe/
you n-ggas k!lling mine/
my mind is full of mines/
tip toeing through it carefully quieter than a mime/
ha/
they want the treasure now they can’t wait/
i ain’t rushing it cuz good is just the enemy of great/
ugh/
fresh prince another enemy of state/
big/
bad wolf wearing black sheepskin/
ain’t no life rafts here on the deep end/
ain’t no flashlights out on the dark side/
sucks for you today i got out bed on the wrong side/
whoa/
i’m sipp’n naughty/
whoa/
my women gaudy/
whoa/
my n-ggas rowdy and they down to catch a body/
whoa/
n-ggas barely blink talking bout homi’s/
i’m out here in the world, i don’t live at home with mommy/
i hustle for my last name, same for my first dude/
wish to ride on me?, no problem they a he-rs- you/
flow is illmatic, stillmatic, cinematic/
got that penny hardaway, away jersey, black magic/
that automatic make them do acrobatics/
see hook a savage/
i’m a 4 alarm blaze, you just a book of matches/
while blindfolded make miracles and they barely looking/
liam nelson you n-ggas taken, i’m barely took’n/
away/
n-ggas is weak, take’m away/
then dig’m a grave/
pull out my d-ck and p-ss on they grave/
yo b-tch in my face/
where is her leash? where is her lease?/
i’m only f-cking with madams, the bottom barrel you keep/
jeez/
step out of line, what you will not do/
anytime your back on the wall think what would dot do?/
thats my word, better yet thats the gospel/
i hang false god emcee’s and k!ll apostles/
i show you bout that voodoo/
your pen is full of ink, mine full of juju/
i’m taking off heads, thats the usual/
vlad the impaler, d’s in the impala/
used to have an inhaler, i’m getting high in the parlor/
watching n-ggas folla/
nother day, nother dolla/
ambition of a rider, a scholar from out the squader/
i turn on the radio, no they ain’t playing us/
grew up with villains air your pavilion don’t play with us/
mad at us instead of you grabbing your nuts/
screaming out f-ck the world, my n-gga we had enough/
they was roofing n-ggas like sl!ck, my younging bus/
winter season, shorty turn to the law want me in cuffs/
cuff links brighten my lane, ilia chain/
these n-ggas hang in a lame part of the game/
oh you/
saying my name, out of your brain/
take your brain out of your frame/
you out of the frame, get the picture/
picture me rolling pac & syke/
to be a hundred, i ain’t heard n0body that i like/
to be a hundred, i don’t think n0body on the throne/
i ain’t never been here but its feeling like i’m home/
oh you should of never left that key under the mat/
cuz i came up with n-ggas that a terrorize the map/
everywhere you at/
everywhere you at/
everywhere you at, is all mine i’m needing that/

- dot cromwell lyrics

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