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cinoevil – revolt (intro) lyrics

[verse 1]
i’m my hometown’s greatest
this is tonight’s entertainment
lock me deep in my brain cells
but i ain’t trapped, i’m stationed
i don’t want none of your praises
this the purest form of creation
i’ve been grinding that grain
now i’m bouta hit a mil from the bas+m+nt
wolfe back for the long run
my whole team getting streams now
so my bad if i’m on one
we just getting closer to dreams now
it takes a lot to make me smile
you ain’t seen what i’ve seen child
so show me love, show my team f+ckin love
we all made them 3 vows
stay obnoxious
f+ck em. as long as you ain’t telling any lies
stay conscious
to be aware is to be alive
stay dignified
can’t n0body come and take your pride
that’s ocd
eye for an eye but we never blind
i was 12 years old
made my first track at mo’s crib
fell in love with the process
got a job, bought my own sh+t
dropped track after track after track and ain’t n0body notice
no bullsh+t
devoted
10 years later still focused
i never front like i’m something i’m not, no no no, never that
if i try and fail it’s just cheddar homie i’ll get it back
like a stale swisher sweet i just think you need better raps
take a look at your team now look at mine, i see why you’re getting mad
where were you on them late nights
when we were in the f+ckin studio way up until the daylight
now we bout to blow up, you wanna play nice ? ha
wear your f+ckin boots in the field homie cuz the snakes bite
my dad taught me that sh+t
way before quinn moved out to pittsburgh, before laser ever happened
innocent and pure, before i ever seen one of my homies in a casket
when my mom would give me haircut money and i’d shave my head and stash it
tryna save up for a microphone but i blew it all on that spliff
real sh+t
so why y’all fronting?
half the sh+t you say in your bars, you ain’t never done it
y’all be talking bout toting glocks and flipping rocks like you ain’t from the suburbs
brother, you’re buggin
y’all really need some better substitutes when you’re writing bars, rest in peace to mr. kutchen homie bless up

[chorus]
oh
no, no i’m never gon fold
tried to knock me off my throne
but you know that i’m gon’ revolt
behold
wealth isn’t measured by gold
wealth is measured by your soul
and that means i’m rolling in dough
said oh
no, no i’m never gon fold
tried to knock me off my throne
but you know that i’m gon’ revolt
behold
wealth isn’t measured by gold
wealth is measured by your soul
and that means i’m rolling in dough

(lou cypher… ocd)

- cinoevil lyrics

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