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briscoe - workouts lyrics

[verse 1]
k!lling ’em softly
dropping coconuts off the palm trees
got the world in my palm please
lay the voice on the beat like calm fingers on the keys
playing melodies like liszt valse obilee
joggers on don’t mean that mind running
i glide past no spell check
and under vexed
this inspector gadget fly, swords and a kevlar vest
slightly dangerous
this supple verse spit effortless
no grace though eat ’em like smoked pepperidge
human bodies i be m-ss collecting
forever indebted paying my debts to who?
last time i checked my credit i could buy a coup
might be broke but i’m black and lacking you
and that’s no excuse
but these cold stoned rolling stone
headliners head lining since
coldstone caramel tasting got my handwarmers cold
you can’t see me n-gga
you can only kinda figure
might not be the hardest but i’m hardened from the concrete
jungle in the backstreets
reaching up to 90
that be the heartbeat
kinda sp-nky snapping fingers if i bangs with ya
taking my time i ain’t a marks misser
but a cap hitter
a righteous sinner
but the left hand feels like the right got spinach
and the mic feels right like cops slaying the blacker man
n-ggas stay talking sh-t super shy of springtime
only seen the poland spring and poland’s been a wh0r- since
before she could fit in some jeans
let alone the shoes
sequoia caught some germs and i outgrowed you

[hook]
so who really really runs sh-t
really really runs sh-t
last time i checked y’all n-ggas don’t want it
ironic nowadays everybody wants something
and where they go?
got my phone line buzzing (x2)

[verse 2]
quick to drop you like a falling note
song birds on a wire shot down by the local sherif
no locality, slanging round the globe get you f-cked up with apathy
catch a runt up out the litter
young b-tch n-gga
think i’ll be the latter catch you later
mainly when you want a favor sh-t
failing feeling like some game
get gone on the range
end your part on the same page
lease a legion have em lesionful
peep the influence
leading like a cult
n-ggamastermage say it in full
plank up off the boat
only masters chiefing get this dos hand smoke boy
never be the n-gga called the duffle bag boy
some of these n-ggas really blastoise
they don’t blast toys
fake n-ggas metapod
b-tterfrees they ain’t really hard
what it takes to be a viscous squad
eat you like vichyssoise

[hook]

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