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bronxclutch - fight stitches lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah (bronxclutch, clutch man)
the clutch [?] (what’s up squigga)
ain’t nothing
what’s the word?
what’s cracking dude?
same old sh+t man
different day you know
it’s fight stitches man
sh+t is bugged out bro (what the f+ck man)
n++++s running their mouths on everything (everything)

[chorus]
fight stitches
fighting all the b+tches
sit in the court and be their own d+mn business
yeah, see the fight winner?
yeah i’m right here
f+ck around, go to the club and i’ll give you a beer (uh)
fight stitches
fighting all the b+tches
sit in the court and be their own d+mn business
yeah, see the fight winner?
yeah i’m right hеre
f+ck around, go to the club and i’ll give you a beer (uh)
[verse 1]
goin’ downtown
did you hеar that sound?
i tried [?], it’s abouta go down (clutch man)
long though like fantastic
got my life between glocks
have every elastic
he starin’ down your nose screamin’ fake ass b+st+rd
admirin’ my style, tour bus through the bronx
plottin’, plan the sickest, my flow’s the quickest
my hoes be the thickest, my dro the stickiest
street sqigga, stamped on the bonafide
you mad ass squiggas can’t get me cause they know i fight
true to the clutchmen
the bronx my origin
play a fake fella like an old piano
according to them, when the d’s rushed out
complication from the wire, testimony was thin
caused his man to go up more east, the ball hit ’em again
lame fight stitch squigga even told him he’s brazilian

[chorus]
fight stitches
fighting all the b+tches
sit in the court and be their own d+mn business
yeah, see the fight winner?
yeah i’m right here
f+ck around, go to the club and i’ll give you a beer (uh)
fight stitches
fighting all the b+tches
sit in the court and be their own d+mn business
yeah, see the fight winner?
yeah i’m right here
f+ck around, go to the club and i’ll give you a beer (uh)
[verse 2]
true, there’s corruption in the bronx (fools dare care)
everybody wants to rule the world like tears for fear
yeah yeah tell ’em tell it on the mountain hill
runnin’ up they mouth bill, everybody doubtin’ still
informer, keep it up and you get selected
punch through your bubble vest or double+breasted
he keep a lab down east in the little beast
so much heat you woulda thought it was the streets
a little hope always keeps the wheel spinnin’
make said and done in the streets to get the b+tches grinnin’
hittin’ on many trees, feel real linen
k!llin’ all the enemies, like they did in tinmin
where no brains but gum flap
he said his gun clap, then he fled after one slap
son, shut your trap, save it after the stitches
mm, malicious, nice fight stitches

[outro]
you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s terrible, it’s crazy man
i’m just +n+lyzing this whole thing
this is bugged out bro
who is snitchin’?
tellin’ on they own selves
it’s a horror yo
f+ck around and get everybody sagged, man
atrocities, f+ck around and get yo mama bagged, squigga
you know your grandma used to be bootleggin’ and drank [?]
heheheheheheheheheh

- bronxclutch lyrics

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