Amour Propre (feat. Rold Pigeon)

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New Musical Express (NME) is a British music, film, gaming, and culture website and brand. Founded as a newspaper in 1952, with the publication being referred to as a 'rock inkie', the NME would become a magazine that ended up as a free publication, before becoming an online brand which includes its website and radio stations.As a 'rock inkie', NME was the first British newspaper to include a singles chart, adding that feature in the edition of 14 November 1952. In the 1970s, it became the best-selling British music newspaper. From 1972 to 1976, it was particularly associated with gonzo journalism then became closely associated with punk rock through the writings of Julie Burchill, Paul Morley, and Tony Parsons. It started as a music newspaper, and gradually … more »

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(I don't know)
(Haha what do you mean)
(I know, it's alright, what if we talk about this right now?)
(The final track, and everyone goes)
(Ah and then the beat comes in?)
(Oh yeah nice cool cool cool)
(Comes in about... now?)

Tryna feel familiar with myself, being back to back boo'd till I'm withered with welts
On my back with stab wounds, and bruises black and blue
Good people sweep stakes and turn, witches for the wealth 
Which is fine till it overcomes the sickness and the health
Sittin' breathless in petrol britches with stitches in hell, the stitch is
I'll patrol bridges taxing tolls till I'm hittin' like an L
Keep aside, that remains hidden inside myself

It's starvin' like a rabid dog or a pack of tigers, ravenous rapping dark like 2pac defiant
Tired that these tykes is rabbits, ducks and deer 
I'm the right fool, chuck habits comin' near, when I write-full mouth of bitumen up in here
Rivals is some bitchy-men, dumb and scared, viral see like how this infection end
F*ck the stairs I'm takin' the confectionary elevator
In factions, you and me like Elle and Vader
Woodes and Darth?

F*ck it I'll tell you later
Real precise, these pricey lines I sell to haters
Reel the prize, or I'll end up in a cell or Hades, the hills have eyes
Like a dingo I'll kill you, baby

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