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right here - horrorshow lyrics

[verse 1: b wise]
yo, let me tell you again like i’m on playback
we bad boys, got diddy with me so take that
you like cash? then blow cash like double racks
with some goodfellas, that’s mob sh-t like a$ap
remember when i was a kiddie, i would make a promise
i will never chase a girl unless she pocahontas
i’m grown up, my lady’s pokin’, i’m just being honest
so i gotta take a minute just to feel her
i know i talk a lot, but it’s real sh-t
i need a antidepressant so i can feel sh-t
cheap thrills, i’m on a different page
i’m rentin’ european whips, feel like i’m bruce wayne
i may [?], got the whole crowd getting strange like, “hey!”
if you wanna kick it hit me when i’m in your city (hey!)
yeah, i got my brothers with me and i gotta lot of hate
calling old room numbers but i checked out yesterday
ayy

[hook: b wise]
where we at right now? (right here)
where we at right now? (right here, right here)
from the front to the back right now (know what it is!)
where them hands right now? (right here, right here)
where we at right now? (right here)
where we at right now? (right here, right here)
[?] i’m on the map right now (know what it is!)
where we at right now? (right here, right…)
[verse 2: omar musa]
i’m here to make a diamond out a teardrop
here to put a bit a lime up in the schmiernof
here to turn the party out brother, fear not
spit [?] gospel to anyone in earshot
yeah, they call me a$ap laksa
got the crowd yelling “gimme more” like busta
bring a bit a shine when the time’s lackl-stre
you are now messing with some bad motherf-ckers
like samuel l’s wallet in pulp fiction
turn an independent movie into a cult hit
i’m getting strong now, beast on my hulk sh-t
hanging with [?] and the skin tone’s so sick
mr barber mane, give me a fade
and line it up real neat with a cutthroat blade
if i’m fresh to death i got a foot in the grave
summer sun like a sweet serenade, where you at?
right here

[post-hook: [?]]
right here, right here, right here
right here, right here, right here
let’s go!

[verse 3: solo]
so where they at? (where they at?) right here (right here)
i’ma handle these bars: hulk hogan’s moustache
so if you’ve been in the dark, this your lightbulb moment
yeah, i’m about to hit you with a bright idea
white boy spittin’ black magic
in the cut like my man, [?]
thinkin’ i got for the back slappin’
wouldn’t hold your breathe like you asmatic
but when we step in our house got the keys to the city
and just put our name on the lease
they been so patiently waitin’, like inmates
they antic-p-ting our date of release
until that time, hold the line, standby
’cause i’m having me a grand old time
writing verses on the beach, working on my tan lines
and i step up in the place with my mans and i make ’em
throw their hands high

[outro: solo]
come on our cities of people
eye to eye we are equal
help me out [?]
now would you help me out? [?]
all our cities of people
eye to eye we are equal
help me out [?]
now would you help me out? [?]

[produced by adit]

- horrorshow lyrics

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