Blood. (Prod. Lo Prophet Sound)
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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