Lyrics:
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Go to church on you clowns
Since I been commissioned
Put a hurt on you clowns
Sidney Gottlieb
Played with Scotty
Ship the poppy's
Papi I'm
Only one way to know
When the fun begins
The moon shines bright
You can hear the wind
Howling with the wolves
As they pack the streets
To alert
apparatus with boxfish
Box column, hollow how low can limbo when shots rip
Life stress punch wrong door with the loose box bolt
Bow shock through your lo top
to write a sonnet for me
Nobody knows all the lengths thats I'd go
Length of my fro past my necklace in gold
She entered the show with a neck full of stones
Annuni, seven signs
Let the Dolphin be the Baptist
With self contained underwater breathing apparatus
In Atlantis Digital image screen enhances
figures trudging from the gory mist
Equipped with incendiary apparatus with intent to eliminate
Wading through the bodily marsh seeking out those the virus
tho bruh
How you got space in your mouth to talk shit with my dick in your throat
Started from the bottom the product supply fiends
Everything about it
on to lavish
Stay buzzing like I'm Maverick
I'm unconcerned with status
So please check your baggage
And keep it moving down the line, don't mind the apparatus
y'all stuck in the lithos while I'm up in the stratus
Looking right down on you with my own apparatus
I'm not rushin' but I don't want to be Stalin
When
supplies
That only Yah provides
Joyful like this beat is not dependent on the skies
Gray or blue, coming through, dropping off some heavy truth
Adversaries
appearing in plant form
plasma ejected complicated ??????????
Dynamic apparatus combindin' for rhyming ???????
Everlasting grow room wired with the bass
making every minute every night in your set list
Said it's just me and you tonight I'm tryna be your apparatus
Baby Imma take the lead, eye contact.
I got one girl from Philly, I think her name Nicki
And I fuck with Nicki 'cause she not too picky
And she not too choosy but sometimes she bougie
shoot your shot
Supply me with my line
I can play anybody right on time
What do you want me to be?
Let's dance, redefy gravity
Insane, this bass makes
your shot
Supply me with my line
I can play anybody right on time
What do you want me to be?
Let's dance, redefy gravity
Insane, this bass makes my
been toting that fire
Spin you block gunfire
You clientele I got the supply
I'm the one they admire
I'm the one in my section with the Jordan Dior
Im
your nails did
Fuck you till the sun up watch you leave in the same outfit
Shorty got that bomb, you can tell I’m all about it
Gun powder mixed with
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I come with the the villains (gang)
Rioting the motive like we stuck in a prison (what)
Living for the moment, we don't fuck wid the sirens (nah)
pluggin', it's your only outlet
And your only outfit so you know they gonna talk about it
Better find a way to counter it quick and make it, ah
Feel like
Thinking more like uh, like a corvette
Yeh yeh
Chicks lookin for an outfit
Maybe casual, maybe for a beauty coquette
They be Looking in the mirror feel a bit
on the street
You know what's going down when Taylor Life (East side), Jet Gang hook up with monster beats
Audio dope supply the needs
Fiends itching,
bling, bling
My telephone champion ring
My brains a machine
All these verses and outfits im bodying
Its the president of friends with benefits
I am here
you want to eat boo? (Yeah)
Let me feed you
Let me run your bathwater
Whatever you desire, I'll supply ya
Sing you a song
Turn the game on
I'll
you want to eat boo? (Yeah)
Let me feed you
Let me run your bathwater
Whatever you desire, I'll supply ya
Sing you a song
Turn the game on
I'll
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