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chore boy - sgt. peppers backline lyrics

[chorus – ch0r- boy]
jung leaders like a sgt peppers backline
cult figures like a sgt peppers backline
ain’t no lonely hearts in my presence
project cover art full of legends

[verse 1 – ch0r- boy]
poppington, poppington, poppington
ooo baby, too wavy
lucy in the sky with diamonds
not a one of em a fugazi
i’m a product of the crew, baby
f-ck around with me are you crazy?
i been rollin over two hundred fifty deep
nothin i can’t do lately
belovedgang bet i’m reppin the squad
i got more ink than a cephalopod
i cannot think of a better phenom
-enon on this rock that we on
i been the top on a god level
alchemaic how i swap metals
look how i lead us to gold
look how i’m keepin us whole
keepin my soul
heat they seekin i got coal – train
on time i don’t know late
mad hatter with a pocket watchin tweakin bad rabbit got a lotta options
that ain’t half bad, but i’m not about to keep it half mast, i’mma fly it high
wonderland will i die tonight?
undercard turn to t-tle fight
grind with me, groove with me, grow with me, move with me
highway to lunacy, finely influencing
high with the fluency i am the mood to ring
ring around the rows we make, hand around the globe we take

[chorus – ch0r- boy]
jung leaders like a sgt peppers backline
cult figures like a sgt peppers backline
ain’t no lonely hearts in my presence
project cover art full of legends

[verse 2 – rich da pitt]
mama told me simmer down but i’m lacking a lot of patience
my doctors don’t know the feeling, said they don’t know how to save em
ever since i hit the road.. i met with a lot of strangers
then i met with benjamin and collected his doppelgängers
i was born in the seven where i got sick of thin pockets
so i left detroit and got on bull sh-t like ben wallace
made my own rules, green was at the table like it’s soul food
boujee women brained me at the crib, guess i’m home schooled
listenin’ to royce bro, it made the kid vicious
bad boy on every track i’m only into big business
you expect me to believe you pull chicks and get riches
well i guess i can’t tell
like snitches get st-tches
where i’m from, it’s grind mode… that don’t hand you an award
where yo day ones start not to understand you anymore
and that’s when i go and pick my face up off the floor
and talk too god so many times that it made me to a lord

[chorus – ch0r- boy]
jung leaders like a sgt peppers backline
cult figures like a sgt peppers backline
ain’t no lonely hearts in my presence
project cover art full of legends

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