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Angus Khan & Wesley Peak

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Jumpin
In
This bitch
We lit
Roll some fire
Grab the lighter
Smoke the room out
We getting fumed out
Yeah we tryna get money
Bullshit is getting tuned out
Who y'all think y'all fucking with
Took nothing made it something bitch
So y'all should take our example you'd
Be straight just leaving with a sample
Fools be acting like they on our level
These tunes use me I'm just a vessel
How bout we quit and give you a chance
Nah Wes let's kill 'em and take the cash
Rap math
Back to back
Add one
And play that back
Yeah
I keep Green by the Cee-Lo
Nobody work harder than me though
Just smoked me a blunt but I need about three more
As many mixtapes I ain't heard from you Eeyores
I think I'm more Primo than Primo
Say my shit ain't no shit with no team, though
F*ck that new ego it's getting me nothing
Except hundreds of dollars of gas that I spent on you people
Give fucks if you think this is evil
Cuz I know what you'll say
Wes, for real, if it wasn't for me you would not have gotten on that stage
F*ck out my face

Yo we was boys how you throwing me shade?
So f*ck your shit f*ck your clique
F*ck that weird love triangle
Get mad but you don't see it from my angle
Now you ain't my timetable
You ain't getting this dough, I'm so cold
Spending all of my money on one coat
You can get warm with a cut throat
Shit
Look
You already taking too much of my time
Get it right get that money and I'd still pay no mind
Talking all that shit but you get no mileage
Y'all's heads is some Foamposites, so
If I get this money imma give it all to the Lake
Don't forget about my brother
We got money and kids and history to make

Damn son, going dumb, bout to flip
Brand new jacket, got if for a zip
No worries, got the tip
Keep your head held high, and your mind under grip
Dont trip, over every little shit
Chill, its what it is, so adjust
Dip out if the vibe aint right
Hit the highway right now or tonight
Either way, horror movie bad like its friday night
If they get you, thats your life
Slash slice, got a knife, nope
Bad luck thats life am I right? am I right
Nice thang on my right
Getting white girl cause its friday night
Bright lights, cold drink, what I like
I'm a dog, big bark, big fight, big bite
Kujo-you know who flow
Like two snow cones up you nose
I'm so dope, i'm so close
Still that dude, don't nobody know
Battled beats and bodied those
Banditos bandaging damages
How I managed, I dont even know ahh
Switch it up
My squad walked in looking like a chill mosh pit
Sick since 16 and bitch I'm still nauseous 
Think I lost it? I got this I'm Koffing 
Rocket-Blast off all Riachu 
Back off, Right meowith 
Get him, Muk with the acid
I'm back in, I wobbafet smack em
I'm ashing these ashes
See that chick with no bra? Super soaker in this bitch
I'm blowing up too hot...super nova in this bitch
Hold my dick
This is Odin taking control of you novices
You know just who it is. Its the most frozen kid
With the wickedest lyrics slipping out his lips
How he do that shit
My whip glide through. I'm Einstein times 2
I'm nice ooh, my ryhmes they sly they find you
But you missed-they sadistic-never finished-get this-trails off

If anybody got a dang thang at they hip better leave it at the door we ain't fucking with that shit, nah
Hey suhh dude
If you got green, though, bring it we get nauseous with the piff
Suhh
I got 99 problems got too many sofas
If my daddy had his way I'd be in church sporting penny-loafers
But I'm on the side with this chick and she do plenty yoga
Suhh
Mixing Henny with the soda
How his verses so cold but in pictures he be so hot
Trust that every time you see me I be so high
I ain't really came down in a long time
Better speak up if you really wanna blaze with me
Cuz I got things to do and I got things to be
The way I do it I be cooling but it really ain't no thing to me
Cuz in my point of view it's regular, so
Oh come on where's the substance
Y'all do this shit for nothing
That really push my buttons deep
I do it to throw cash at my two cousins B
If they ain't spread it to the fam then it wasn't me, oh
I don't think they smoke tree but I pass it to 'em
Wait there's lil shawty who smoke it to bring a calm to her
Can't forget about my brother and our wrong doings
And if they're ever in our way we leave 'em all in ruins

My mind is twisted, Lines is gifted
I'm a listen away from finding my inner vision
And spilling it out with lyrics. I'm bout this you hear me 
Get loud but i'm weary. They proud of me, I feel it
They say it, I hope its real shit uhh
Lyrics like a trip you took when you were seven
Wide open eyes and I'm set on finding heaven 
It's blinding, despite, I peel back my eyelids
Although they deny it. Its all in the vibes the day I find it I
Try to ascend through my endeavors
Feel like I was sent to lead my friends through deserts 
Got my mic, with my compressor 
All I need now to find a prime investor
To unleash my grind and efforts
Metaphorical giant no matter how I am measured 
Aggressor? Nah I'm more like a shepherd
See, I could lead the blind if they find my message 
Single file lines and hold tight to coat-tails
They might see unrefined, and deny but ohh well
They so snail...or krill and we so whale
Number don't lie, they tell me that I wont fail
But I know well, cant buy time on whole sale-ohh well
4 x 4 Iso booth couped up letting loose
I killed the mic we called a truce
Boosted by the juice every track produce 
I infuse spoof music with lines of truth-I'm
Silver lining proof, that life is nice
Just try and shoot for hoops, you might surprise 
And likely prove that inside your mind is sight defused 
Incite the lives to try and use 'for the lose it

And refuse to be seduced with lucid illusions 
Deuces to the bullshit, see right through it
But we used to it
Yeah we used to it
So adjust to injustice
News made it drama and we fucking love it
This shit just bugs me
I try to tell my friends. They shoulder shrug me
Like "yo It's nothing. Just go with the flow even though we know they bluffing
What? aint you comfy?" F*ck that its all whack
Life is a battle and we're not strapped
But dogs bite hard and big barks come with large packs
I piss tunes and fart tracks
My art-I guard that. Give an inch I need a yard back
Litte hard but more sharp than dart stabs
I wanna leave a mark like scars and dark scabs
I'm far as...Jupiter from you and yours    
I use the force like a wise old dwarf on May the 4 swerve
Ignoring Morpheus-course is double portions 
Got power, resources, range I'm mighty morphing
Good golly that molly ignite endorphins
Palms are sweaty, attention short
Rhymes are coursing, feel like I'm not lost, but still finding what the course is

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