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oxy clique - oxymorons lyrics

[intro]
with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set

[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f*ck with the set (that’s what you get when you f*ck with the set)

[verse 1: chronic ason $hade]
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
f*ck all the p*ssies, they show no respect
taking his life like i’m taking my meds
chasing the kootas, then chased by the feds

[hook: chronic & vans rat]
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set

[verse 2: vans rat]
don’t f*ck with the set c*nt, leave a p*ssy wet, f*ck
murk a f*cking pedo, that’s what oxy represents, c*nt
pack a punch when we’re rolling deep
big fat f*ck grabs a hold of me
he ain’t folding us, the c*nt’s bound to bleed
bloodstained hands, nah f*ck the tee
bleed, double back to spit this yack then punch your spleen
hear the crack upon his head, i need to breathe
brat just decks him from the back when he’s on me
f*cking f*ggot copped a flogging from the team
what you seen, what you know, what the f*ck you gonna say?
when the people all around you asked “what happened to your face?”
what a waste, little f*cker tried to jump my brother as’
oxy clique a bunch of troopers smacking groomers up on stage
[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f*ck with the set (that’s what you get when you f*ck with the set)

[verse 3: mattox]

[refrain: brat]
with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set

[verse 4: brat]
oxy crew, drenched in red
do what we do dude don’t forget
who are you and how’s your bed in the ward from war with the meds?
medicated rappers splitting pills like pedo heads
go meddle with the middle men
and figure out a quicker end, a bitter bend
we don’t need a bigger friend
triggered and little head f*cked but you f*cked up, we need release
now you suck up to me bleeding on the passenger seat
make him squirm like he’s got fleas
wet the dog and then we flee, leave the stray down on his knees
only scared of the police but we still do what we please
tryna solve the situation with no court fees, don’t f*ck with me
[verse 5: ason $hade]
don’t f*ck with me
battling hobbies, i’m k!lling these zombies
i’m pushing the bodies right into the lobbies like p
tonic on rocks with the gin and a box for the bin and the locks on the window
pinning the truth on the indo, smoking the end
no comprahendo the sh*t that you on, with a b*tch and a blonde
in a ditch with a wish that i’m writing a song with a smile and a bong
bitta fish in the pond, when i’m singing this song and i’m causing the waves to collapse
breaking the bones and the phones, man i need to relax
inhales
on the back of the track when i spaz with the mac
with the blatant of raps for the flagrant of packs i had
haven’t ate all day, so i ain’t intact. but it ain’t in fact
aimed painstakingly way that i’m breaking her back
’cause i’m hating the fact that i’m hating her guts
gotta pray for these sl*ts, when the ason erupts in a fit of depression
the session be making ‘em think then i question
they hate the direction, i painted my face and i tainted my faith
f*ck these hoes in the blacked out wraith
changed by betrayal at the hands of my mates
bands on my wrists like cancer in the waist
and the banta is a waste when the fanta in nose
fans in my bed, cause my fans are my hoes

[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
don’t f*ck with the set, don’t f*ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f*ck with the set
[outro: ason $hade]
it’s always about “i love you asonnnnn”
“asonnnnnnnn, i love youuuuu” shut the f*ck up

- oxymorons lyrics

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