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stand alone - maze overlay & wahr season lyrics

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[intro]
uh, yeah, we been collectin’
it’s war season
welcome to the galleria

[verse 1]
put these shooters on display
we got classics for the masses, get these shooters out the way (war)
double fake that funny sh*t that you about to say
’cause when it come down to this music sh*t ain’t too much you can say (war)
plus, we all been through it, we got way too much estate
and no matter how you view it, we all grew up through the rain
very few of us that made it out, i truely can’t complain (real)
scoop me off the plane, i’m makin’ movies out of statе
take these rubiеs that i give you, they like jewels up out the safe
had to mind him with my sniper, off duty at the range (i’m crazy)
.223s and .556s, i just paint the livest pictures
iversons, we ’96s, assalamu paper, baby, i ain’t got no time to give you (no)
we stand alone, all on our own, take that drama with you
somehow we turned these hollow bones into solid tissue
fire missiles off that sticky and acquired pistols
binary triggers, sh*t is viscous, i got tunnel vision
red dot, headshot, gunnin’ for them stunnin’ dinners
summer to the winter, on my grizzley for a ton of chippers
pappy van spitter, mix the whiskey with the bitters
on my sh*t, only thing it’s gon’ get me is my liver
makaveli in this b*tch, this sh*t is strictly for my (uh)
kinfolk in euros, natives in my essays
no matter where you from, f*ck it, say it with your chest raised
swat raids and monte carlos, everything you got is borrowed
only profit fill my sorrow, make my soul roar, like
old chevy novas on the road, don’t see ’em no more
no more, sittin’ back like, “oh, lord”
when is it gonna work, i did my dirt and now we own ours (y’all ain’t standin’ next to us)
investments on my head again, southwest desert kid
competition non existent, god is lookin’ desolate
never less, god prepared me, never let no opp get near me (never)
i ain’t never goin’ back to jail phones and commissaries
solitary solo, only one, there is no other
stand alone, all on my own, in my zone, a lonely number
b*tter with the flow, so smooth it’s ballerinas, it’s a movie
welcome to the shooters galleria
[outro: dj dolo 76]
“i was brought up and taught to have no fear”
“i was brought up and taught to have no fear”

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