Lyrics:
And I'll keep passive
This movement is massive
(this movement is massive)
(this movement is massive)
(this movement is massive)
It's Megatron
Woah woah woah
Killa House
Brick City
Style P.
When Funk Doc start takin' the drag
It's like who in the hell left this apron to lad
broken glass
I'm swinging
of a CRAZY feud
I just grow my herbs and smoke my pipe
I have a tiny house bro tHIS IS MY LIFE
I just do what I can to get by
Then the mobs and griefers screw
Knocked down by countless albums
Now you wonder how your ears
Just got some sexual arousal
Cuz this is how we do it
Bounce with the music
Thinking how I can
And began searching the storeroom
For supplies and armaments for this journey
I knew that these creatures
Had been reported up in the hills
By the beginning
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah
All I need is one scale, a couple bales, came in this shit by myself
Dolph, why you fuck his girl? Uh, shit, 'cause I'm
mf, better be lucky uncle Vinny didn’t pop by you would’ve been scared,
Ensnared, trapped in love with this man, to her exes: he really started
and that, we need to get with this
I keep it realer than most, this is our business
What we gotta do to make them see
We got a good thing going on
Wanna tell
pound n distribute shit by the ounces
Bitches loungin round the house it's gettin crowded wow
My boo be countin mountains of money for my accountant now
Trust me nigga This ain't by quendence
This what his intentions is
On My Micheal Jackson shit like This is it
Hit the time punch & never hit ah lick
Said
For this war in the attacked Arrakis force and the sword are the sworn tactics
We swarm the massive Arrakis in masses and storm it with malice
never seen before
Somethin' that, that nobody in the history of rap ever set thyself to do
This fuckin' guy, that I speak to you about, is somethin'
Tearing down a wall
Self initiated
Or guided by the counterpart
Exciting and intense
It can be risky
This is why walls and doors
Keep it simple and make
steerin' it
The reptilians hid the truth about the pyramids, damn
My genetics is kinetic, the devil is a lie
His agenda is pathetic
I ain't no house
a rocket
Feel the freedom on your face
Away from fights and reproaches
Fueled by anger and despair
This house is big enough
But when you feel you don't
the air
Holy smokes i gotta step outside to get air
And everywhere I sit
There's motherfuckin' pet hair
Now who the fuck is this?
All up in my studio
she walked by
She just knew that it was on
This is the house
Of Crimsin Cloth
This is the house
The House Of Crimsin Cloth
This is the house
Of Crimsin
bell end's neck
serious man, you were right clart,
this fcukin' metal music is safe as fcuk!
I need a mullet,
But the back's not long enough,
So I paid
This is the house that Jack built, y'all
Remember this house!
This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
There
This is the house that Jack built, y'all
Remember this house!
This was the land that he worked by hand
It was the dream of an upright man
There
Nor to mind the window panes
I ain't gonna need this house no longer
I'm gettin' ready to meet the saints.
This ole house is a gettin' shaky
This ole
been told to value
By whack bruhs in a massive system
What I really value's mad different
Sappy stuff and romanticism
Crack ups and small mannerisms
With
in space
This verse is about when day is dawning
And what people like first thing in the morning
Some like eggs or the smell of sea air
Me I like
dope, touched by the Holy Ghost
Rhyming till I overdose, Shut it down at all my shows
Making sure the world knows, That I'm the hottest in this bitch
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