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i got the call - urbvn architects nyc lyrics

yo i own sh-t
flow sick but you know this
bring it back like my old kicks
all my 5s from 99 to 06, oh sh-t
get to know him when he goes in
yeah, yeah
dude, just stick to your k2
i’m a trained k9
with coffee & tar canines
don’t talk dues
when you know i’ve paid mine
skip cl-ss, got cl-ss, get cash at the same time
could cop a rollie but i save time
changed man with the same plan
get dough, stay low with my ray bans
y’all getting spray tans
‘m equipped with the spray can
’til my day ends
amen
i don’t hate men
but i hate youth
flow sweet, break records like i’m babe ruth
i need a break boo’
babe, really, nah, it ain’t you…
well it kinda’ is
kinda’ did what i had to, to see the finer things
got couple scars so i’m rhyme and sh-t ‘yea’
kids numb like handball calluses
write cl-ssics that reach the palaces
n-ggas past the pig forget they pacifists
talk sh-t, that’s another couple candles lit
but i’m chill for now i just came to spit
sh-t
mom say my face changing not in a good way
i don’t really care is what i should say
been a while since i seen a good day

i could blame the stress or the s-ss
both had the same effect
these intellects intersect
to get the green with no vinaigrette
i need washington like a play casting
flow smooth mac shorties in the same fashion
face it, don’t p-ss it
face it, you live to pay taxes

shorties tryina’ hang like my sack is
too m-ssive
style’s catchy
can’t catch me
one “10” is better than five – five’s car m-ssey
great gatsby
don’t gas me
you won’t p-ss me
don’t ask me
her name was ashley
i’m where the cash be
i actually gradually gather green and shatter dreams as man of your teams
i’m rapping on stream

kush can i
yo we workin’ put the work in
with smerk and we smirkin’
dodging venom of the serpents
it’s urgent
i’m certain
my purpose is writing verses in cursive
until the earth split

you weren’t really ready for disturbance
and the flyweight feeling all the turbulence
i got the call
i got the call

1-800 hot sh-t
call me up and cop this, toxic, blackin’ out on every single topic
drop it, if you got the keys like a locksmith, cops have you locked don’t past the rock like the rockettes
dreaming of a rocket, cleaning up this hot mess, memories blurry like a photo of the loch ness
talkin’ to my conscious, i swear it’s speakin’ nonsense, if i could jus be honest i know i’d be beyond this…
whatever that is, you can’t take the tactics, this rap sh-t
verbal black magic, call it mathematics, for all you rap addicts, and for those who can’t catch it still go for the pop fly
don’t be greasy like popeyes, i know that you’re not i
forgot that line cause i got high
apologies, still hotbox the odyssey
i’m sh-ggy with alotta weed, blueprints for technology, trynna buy a couple properties
i’m with my little cousin at the house playing monopoly
tell a blind girl and she’ll say “i gotta see”
i got philosophies, break it down, geometry

kush can i
yo we workin’ put the work in
with smerk and we smirkin’
dodging venom of the serpents
it’s urgent
i’m certain
my purpose is writing verses in cursive
until the earth split

you weren’t really ready for disturbance
and the flyweight feeling all the turbulence
i got the call
i got the call

all you mc’s can’t mess with this
even teddy pendergr-ss gon step to this
treacherous
tripwire sentences
brainstorm, minefields to your residence
huh?
how you gon’ contest the kid?
while you struggle with yourself and i’m blessed to live
but i heard you need an l so i choose to give
ruthless kid
utilize the booth, (with squids?)
got that aquaman flow
seaweed make me think slow
got your girl going low
like her ankle on her toe
f-ck a mistletoe
she like kissing slow
cameltoe got a glow
let that ammo go

(ringtone)
yo, what’s good smerk?
yo, what’s good jay?
yo smerk, where you at?
i’m on the corner of hillside, about to get on the f train
nananana, don’t get on the f, i need you on this track, right now
alright, let’s make it quick, what’s the deal, where it is? where is that?
i’m on the corner here i’ll scoop you, a’ight? just pull up, i’ll pull up

oh hi, hi, how you doin’?
me, me, me i’m doing great
i’m staring at this lake
wonder if the blocks on my feet will escape on my ankles
used to see straight, now i’m looking different angles
call over my bird, trust me i’m disturbed
sittin’ on the curb no more happiness left inside of me
i called down an angel and i begged her to lie to me
i looked her in the eye and asked her “please let me die”
she smiled and she watched me crumble
i lost that sh-t, couldn’t pick up the fumble
dangerous man, with money in his hands
now you better stand down
motherf-cker stand down

rest in peace to the rhyme that you know
the more you know the more that i-i am discriminated
swear to god i felt my heart was disintegrating
my mind is now twisted, careless bout existence
another day, another f-cking mission
i swear to god, i remember when i used to kiss you
in my kitchen, i had a gun to my face
i kinda hoped you pulled it
so i could finally rest
i’m struggling as f-ck but i’m doing my best
i swear i’m a random guy that you randomly test
i saw, i promised you would fail
i’ll send you to h-ll and barely on this earth

and you can probably tell, you can probably tell
i’m barely on this earth and you can probably tell
i’m barely on this earth and you can probably tell

- urbvn architects nyc lyrics

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