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escape!! - feeding pigeonz lyrics

[verse: fp]
b*tch get me out of these shackles
i’m breaking out like a von miller tackle
i’ll slap a rat if he tattle
tail him then turn his cackles to sp*ckle call me an assh0l*
they say fp’s a bad apple
bite me don’t be scared i’m not fragile
saddle up young grasshopper all that drab dribble don’t travel
oh actually quit asking me to be part of my faculty
this ain’t no rap academy but i’ll still school y’all casually
don’t forget to pack your pen and paper
take notes ask questions later
i was in the penn for taking notes and breaking bones who’s my nеxt taker

[verse: fp]
i feel like robbing robin hood i’m hungry need a snack break
been stеaling a lot of lot of goods from sewers it’s a rat race
my lyrics always like my plan and woman no half ass
i see these product placement prod tags as just a weaker cash grab
ain’t nothing to say unless i take the beat away
but please don’t save me from this cage i like a challenge anyway
ain’t nothing to say when they try to interrogate
success will make me free to chain sn*tch y’all can’t chain the robbers

[chorus: fp]
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t change the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t change the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
[bridge: fp]
running and running and running and running and
running and running and ay ay
running and running and running and running and
and we’re gunning it

[verse: fp]
second order of business
what about the first order
we smoking your top five
’cause the first order of business
ahh there it is
we light up your top ten
then the next order of business
what
go twenty over past the stop signs
f*ck a forty to life
before it hit fifty i’m trying to make god cry
with a forty ouncer to freedom
colt forty*five both the liquor and heater
look don’t get caught at a wrong time wrong place
for gods sake survey says
y’all play it safe not taking risks just making hits
i play dirty trying to make waves not save face or face time
f*ck staying in line
man i hopped the j to make the jakes take their own lives
while f*cking my wife at the same time
i’m coming for the game right now
i escaped just lock it down ’cause y’all can’t
[chorus: fp]
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers
y’all can’t change the robbers
chain the robbers
chain the robbers

- feeding pigeonz lyrics

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