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black birdie - trve // crime lyrics

[part i: trve]

[verse 1]
you don’t deserve to know what i’m thinkin’
i’m ego+manic, i’m the cure, i’m a talent connoisseur
maybe it’s all of this alcohol i’m drinkin’
but i’ll go batsh+t, i’ll go apesh+t
don’t like everyone i hang with
i’m the hottest in this b+tch
f+ck being modest in this b+tch
worship me, on your knees
like i’m a goddess in this b+tch (i’m serving)
and i’ma give you h+ll just for sh+ts and giggles
make you taste the rainbow, n+gga
make you taste the skittles

[hook]
(talk your sh+t, birdie, go ahead and talk your sh+t)
walk that n+gga like a weak ass b+tch (and did)
(pop your sh+t, birdie, go ahead and pop your sh+t)
i’ma show these n+ggas that i run this

[chorus]
(tell me thе truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell mе the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (truth, the truth)
(tell me the truth) what’s it to you?
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (tell me the cold hard truth)
(tell me the truth) what’s it to you? (what’s it to you, b+tch?)
[verse 2]
my work ethic consistent, i don’t have to flex
let it speak for itself in the music (let it speak)
keep it on mute how i play my cards close to the chest
you’re just jealous of me, f+ckin’ brutus (b+tch, you weak)
but i love to speak my mind (mind)
they call it diatribe (i)
my tongue is ruthless, not rudeness
i’m done bein’ polite (ah)
if i can be candid, i think you’re a nuisance
commitment+issued, suicidal self+sabotuer
and if i can be candid, you’re not in the lord’s plandid plan
you pointin’ fingers but i’m just the messenger

[chorus]
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (truth, the truth)
(tell me the truth) what’s it to you? (woah+oh)
(tell me the truth) is it money, is it power?
(tell me the truth) am i too scared, am i a coward?
(tell me the truth) got the x factor and the juice (tell me the cold hard truth)
(tell me the truth) what’s it to you? (yeah)
[outro]
now run it up, now run it up
now run it up, b+tch
now f+ck it up, now f+ck it up
now f+ck it up, sis
run it up, run it up
run it up, b+tch
ha+ha (ha+ha, ha+ha, ha+ha)
new birdie (woo)

[part ii: crime]

[intro]
aye
there’s a lotta y’all, going ’round (yap, yap, yap)
y’all n+ggas talkin’ ’bout nothing (go figure)
i’m the only one talkin’ about something (n+gga)
come on now, peep this sh+t (i’m comin’ in hot, rrr)

[verse]
i’m not really political
but all politicians are criminals
and maybe that’s all little bit cynical
but i’m still holdin’ on for a miracle
when are we gonna get a leader who can take a stand
we’re in dire need by a pop demand
stop the violence, locate the root of the cause
just gotta nurture that plant
we don’t need revolution, we need retribution
we deserve reparations, pay your contributions
if the ancestors could see us all now, they would turn in their graves
because we’ve doomed ourselves far beyond any hope to be saved
feels like we’re living in an endless purge
got nothing left except our words (but d+mn)
it feels good to be alive (sing)
(it feels good to be alive)
we just wanna be alive
[outro]
it’s a worldwide genocide
lies mixed with homicide
war+zone weather, high tides
hide your kids and hide your wives
it’s gettin’ real f+ckin’ bleak outside
save the queens, free palestine

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