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allen witcher - the intro lyrics

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just give me a pen and pad a microphone a sick beat and an engineer that can push some faders
i’ve been in the lab mixing kicks with hi hats turning words to lasers
i turn rappers to vapors
weed to ash from papers
so loud it wake the neighbors
dr pepper got 23 flavors
bags of different strains
switching lanes
speakers bang
and what’s her name
wanna hang
i’m traveling around the world
anthony bourdain
making reservations
those last lines don’t need no explanation
shorty keep digging up my past excavation
and regular conversations keep escalating
i don’t have the time or patience
and she turnеd off her location
(my phone died)
no you liеd
you was my ride or die
and then you died
at least in my eyes
heart breaks make crime rise
whatever that implies
i’ll wear a suit and tie
as a disguise
and yell surprise
as you reaching for the sky
don’t try
anything that’s unwise
i need all the 100’s
50s
20s
5s
no one’s leaving here alive
put em in the bag
i don’t need 10s because i got those
she in the crib watering my pathos
with no clothes
talk about growth
we don’t talk about you
talk about gross
income
i need everything and then some
lump sums
i’ve been living off of bread crumbs
i speak in tongues over snare drums
the fear will leak into your eardrums
hide yo sh+t here he comes
f+cking debo
every syllable is lethal
the truth is like a sword and i am so medieval
kicking it steven segal
use to whip the regal
low on gas and smoking diesel
on point like a needle
rapping so evil
but living so peaceful
show this to your lawyer and your paralegal
this beat is my canvas i don’t even need an easel
this beat is from russia we dropping bombs causing upheaval
and unrest
court dates and protest
i been working all night
i got no rest
f+cking all night
the p+ssy tight but she got no breast
another shorty with no ass and all chest
if i could combine their assets
id be obsessed
but that’s a side quest
so focused on success they think i’m possessed
tryna break down these bars like your arrested
when i drop behind bars
you gone see how far i progressed
coming straight up out the midwest
every dollar that got invest
i got some family hating on me
f+ck em, incest
im eating a 5 course meal from a 5 star chef as i ingest
bourbon
giving a lyrical sermon
syllable surgeon
a mythical person
who’s condition worsened
plagued with hopes and dreams
plotting scheming
rapping singing screaming
searching for a meaning
still believing
in something that’s why i’m breathing
and my heart beating
eyes leaking
knees weaken
hes weeping
put every ounce of his being
in the music



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