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blasphemy - young associates lyrics

track: “blasphemy (feat. bue) [prod. jaysea & bri crisp]”
artist: the sargent & bri crisp (as young associates)
album: “summer solcrisp: vol. 2”
year: 2020

[intro: the sargent]

in the stu’ with the squad
sippin’ brews
spittin’ bars
whip the stew in the pot
whole crew full of gods
in the stu’ with the squad
sippin’ brews
spittin’ bars
whip the stew in the pot
whole crew full of gods

[1st verse: bri crisp]

get the f*ck out
with the blasphemy
erratically untapped i rip and thrash the leash
attack the weak they call me young catastrophe
young b*st*rd thief
passion for eradicating rapping beats
emphatically attack with heat
ripping ’till the asthma creeps
this is how a savage breathes
rob you for your bag of weed
ain’t worried ’bout a casualty
address me as your majesty
’cause ain’t n0body rap like me
(check that.)
ain’t n0body rap like me
and anyone fiendin’ who’s seeking a beating you speak it end tragically
beat is in pieces the reason the demons spitting fire after me
crisp
[2nd verse: the sargent]

drop in the game
just a pocket of change
yeah the sargent too flame,
and our bars aren’t the same
ooh
holy no name
bless the pen on the page
met bri ‘cause we went to the same school.
now my weapons tremendous,
collecting up pendants
yeah, i’m decorated
blessing a sentence
gifting up presents
rip to you peasants who never made it
too busy hesitating
you like vegetation
want some sh*t?
then you better take it if it’s given to you
speak up if you want ‘em to listen to you
illest that spit in the booth
and i know that
flow crack
dope raps
don’t hold back when i type
f*ck anybody tryn’a tell me how to write
in my own lane when i swerve by
lines like cocaine mixed like stir fry
my hooks flame and the verse fire
see me glowin’ from my third eye.
leave my enemies depleted
we delete ‘em
f*ck a prisoner
best to book some ministers
the script that written sinister
f*ck y’all mother f*ckers
y’all got nothing on me
lay you in the gutter if you f*ck with the team
funny how they ducking when i run on the scene
it’s the sargent from the bottom
from a bum to a king
yeah
(sargent.)
[3rd verse: jon bullis]

welcome to the bullis show
disclaimer, ain’t got no flow
but i’mma spit a couple bars
i’m here with benjels, bri and sarge
young blood
hail from central mass
couldn’t keep the gifted kid in class
hit the state university to put in some work
but now the kids’ ‘bout to go berserk!
one more thing before this commences
i promise you i’mma keep swinging for the fences!
if y’all can leave here with just one thing
you got to understand that i’m your next king
next in line
visions divine
now’s the time
hear me rhyme!
so sublime!
watch me shine!

[outro: sample]

p*b* industry will grow forever
(haha.)
if you don’t think that, then you’re…
then… i… i thought…
what’s your ask?
what’s your ask?
my ask is fifty grand…
yup
minimal ask
fifty grand for twenty percent of the company…

- young associates lyrics

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