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She's gotta have it, no Spike Lee
I'm the newest gen no Kylie
'Cause I never took things lightly
Wanna' play games that's 4 on 4
Drums go crazy, that's

to Jesus 
Cuz he is da reason 
I am coming up 
God didn't give up
Now I can't stop praising his name
But da bass gotta hit and da drums bang
Use ta bang in

these demons
I'm too busy counting money to be talking to you heathens
Turn the heat up Cas my neck is on froze
She down for whatever so she doing what

vocals
Lewis Dowell on backing vocals
Shaun McCusker on drums
Ladies and gentlemen I'm Joshua Urquhart here we go

Get those hands up!
Get those hands up

I'm broken I'm beaten I'm feeling lost 
I'm crying I'm suffering I'm feeling cursed 
Emotions a mess I'm crumbled up
My demons they behind me they

would change
Too real to relate no we're not the same
100 round drum no it not a game
On the road to success so please mind your lane
So much on the line

to the motherfucking throat
Got y'all pushing daisies, I been doing the most
Fucking up the scheme, no c's
Some sour fuckin' notes
Got the big drum, no butter
Y'all

chill in my chair
She likes Migos and Ric Flair
Gave me the look and the death stare
Cause Early 2000’s is what I blare
Used to tap on the drum of my

become
Like are we done
I thought you were the one
Chemistry we had more than fun
Had my heart thumpin' like a drum
Well that was then when we was still in

will kill something
Banana clip know it thump like drums
Retarded with it like down syndrome
I'm not a kid so don't play with me
That chopper long like

You making me laugh lol
We drinking yellow tail
We eating that rotelle
We got the drums with the shells
Sending shots like some mail
You ppl slower than

I grew up being told I was meant to be 
Seen and not heard 
There wasn't enough space for me 
My art, or my words 
I didn't take up space I didn't

Get it on, get it on
Get it moving along
Get it all fired up
Give it everything you got
I walk and turn from side to side
And tryna shake it all

straight to the point like an exclamation
Scribble then erase them
Tell 'em breezies all to beat it like a base drum
I'mma hustle 'till my day come
Never one

Never betray brethren, yes that goes for sisters too
Better not to beat that drum of violence even when lifted by its vicious boom
Don't get it

thigh pads thigh pads insides look like a lava lamp
And they got me fucked up bitch I’m plugged up like the chords to a speaker amp
I spent a long time

texting you
I'll put his body in a bag
Tie it up and then throw
But that's just me and my thoughts
I'll probably block and then go
And months from now you

Tony Montana 
When I pull up with the chrome 
Plated to your dome
Metal cold
Like the Prezi on my wrist 
Froze
Shit show
When it's lights out 
Like

at the party, on the news, ain't find a body
Flexin' on yo snap, bad idea, pull up shots be firing
223's forty fives, big ass drums , why you lyin'
These

racing wit the kick drum everytime you throw it babe
Take your time what’s the hurry where you goin baby
This everything I want
Gotta speak real no front

nigga (That's facts)
Roll dope, get clean, got knots in the jeans, like fuck you mean nigga (Facts, facts)
I'm iced out (Iced out)
The price up (Price up

tussin
Only repercussions are concussions 
So I keep the drum on deck like percussion 
Blllrum pumpum pum 
Bitches go dumb when I hum
Bah humbug for

a sawed-off shotty
Gettin' the bucks, no it's not a new hobby
I'm cookin' up while I wait in the lobby (Yea)
(SHEESH)
She call me spicy I got the wasabi
I see

I prey on a god like a dragon
I’m burning up I’m wreaking havoc
Aladdin I’m fly with the fabric
Call me saint nick I’m on top of the planet
Get