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corpus christi - drizzy frvncis lyrics

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(drizzy frvncis)

tryna run up the ps
so my people can feast
like corpus christi

heads get spun, like frisbee
head get spun, off rum and whisky

bodies and blood
they offering up

please don’t play with my cuz
it could all get risky

yeah

young drizzy
big up the g’s them
still in the hood

they f with the keys
like alicia’s in love

strike & shoot, just like
clarence seedorf had done
hey

living a movie, like it’s disney

if you’re with me
let’s go run it up

in the 5, with s.l.o.w
won’t run low on the bud

if he do, quick time
he phoning thе plug

in this life of sin, we’re in

wе break bread and feast
like it’s corpus christi

some man just talk, and lip read
might leave a corpse, on this beat

i’m on a righteous path
i’ll let the lord do war with them pickney

with all the bad vibes
you can miss me
started recording in the kitchen
in vicky’s
now we getting an earned wage
off the kick drums and the wordplay

but we’re still able to work cane
start the weekend on a thursday

and the gs them, eat
like corpus christi

i got wifey with me
and she love when we burn haze

10side to the 5side

ym and rg come in first place
aim for the stars, or the skyline

ten toes down
still duck and swerve jakes

shaolin vibes, or muay thai

all the subs are getting sent
to the bench on the byline

you hear the pain, in the violins?
elohim, young messiah, drizz
they ask who’s the best the rhyming?

dylan, dylan, dylan

red eyes black dragon, spit hot fire
‘til i get left with a burnt face

make shorty sing
like she been in the choir

that’s the shxt, that the church hate

ubr times
recording under the church
i couldn’t get a verse played

yeah

no lie
there was a time when
nxggas didn’t rate me

and nxggas did not have the vision
and now man impersonate me

i remember s.l.o.w
try tell ‘em, they crazy

secret life, that’s my nxgga
every word come right from the spirit

they’d never believe how far
we would take things

with all good things
you have patience

own the clothes, and the label
own your own, and your name, though

own the shows and the payroll

gotta put on for the city
gotta put on for the ones, that stayed close

young kings
young gods

no crown or halos
cc vibe…

we break bread and feast
like it’s corpus christi

some man just talk, and lip read
might leave a corpse, on this beat

i’m on a righteous path
i’ll let the lord do war with them pickney

with all the bad vibes
you can miss me
started recording in the kitchen
in vicky’s

now we getting an earned wage
off the kick drums and the wordplay

but we’re still able to work cane
start the weekend on a thursday

and the gs them, eat
like corpus christi

i got wifey with me
and she love when we burn haze

(secret life of will)

doing my ting, from way back when
i was a yout’, tryna spray like mac10

now i got flows, they matching
came from duffel bags
with bars packed in

really started with nada
and now i got the keys
to the masters

wear my own pieces
like it was prada

sat in my room
talking to my father

he told me
‘eyes open, when you’re rolling’
‘don’t let the time get stolen’

i’ll put you, in front of that move
and you just connect the dots
stay scoping

now man’s got it on lock, like that

man’s curry for them
can’t block like that

pendulum power
like solomon’s ring

how could you think
i could be stopped by man?

so many bodies in my imac pro
so many bodies on my macbook, yo

so many bodies that are buried
on my hard drive

man needs a cat
and an eye patch, yo

jewels on my head piece
coming like crown

fuels for my jet
gs bunnin’ on loud

mind’s eye, manifest life
stack up the cheque
trying to run up the count

slicing the cake, with the fam
that’s kosher

still trying to see more bread
than a toaster

speak it, until it exists
plan it, then take action
you can’t fold up

rise in my chakra, but
live on camera

speak to the future
real time traveller

demonstrating, man’s far
from an amateur

me and drizz bend elements
like avatar

(drizzy frvncis)

we break bread and feast
like it’s corpus christi

some man just talk, and lip read
might leave a corpse, on this beat

i’m on a righteous path
i’ll let the lord do war with them pickney

with all the bad vibes
you can miss me
started recording in the kitchen
in vicky’s

now we getting an earned wage
off the kick drums and the wordplay

but we’re still able to work cane
start the weekend on a thursday

and the gs them, eat
like corpus christi

i got wifey with me
and she love when we burn haze

we break bread and feast
like it’s corpus christi

some man just talk, and lip read
might leave a corpse, on this beat

i’m on a righteous path
i’ll let the lord do war with them pickney

with all the bad vibes
you can miss me
started recording in the kitchen
in vicky’s

now we getting an earned wage
off the kick drums

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