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dech and musi - keep the iron lyrics

[dech]

hosana in the highest like it’s hillsong
pious with a chilled bong, frost clouds, prayin’ for a rapture
sanctimonious stature, ain’t the only bus catcher
keep the iron like thatcher
iron mike smash ya
catatonic cat captured by the shutterspeed
free as ash’s b+tterfree, rap faster for a muttered stream
fuddy duddy feenin’ udder streams on cutters dock road
stockholders b+tter up then utter lock load
did i st+t+t+t+tammer? i keep the hammer like odin’s son
poppin’ purple pills, two perspectives for the chosen one
sick sad world, dimed and nickeled in a fickle cеll
close quarters, keep the iron, carriеr for sickle cell
hose water, trickle fell, lappin’ up the nectar
called an infectious vector in your economic sector
met tio hector by the rector street station said
“heck sobrino, lector could be your vocation”
no hopkins, you sleep on a bench in tompkins
cold slats and bold rats and yellow cabs honkin’
a village fool with stool spillage (yeughh)
robbin for apples, at it’s core, that’s a cool pillage
keep the iron like a shogun
zip code 2+4+6+0+1
rap’s victor hugo, aiigh judd you go
[judd cuh]

peruvian yay, colombian whey
protein for the pro team, i’m stuffing ya bae
she ain’t a sl+t, it’s in her b+tt
it don’t count if it pay
pro+style, choose ya profile, don’t be so loud
individualize ya insides, you be so proud
if you moving juggs, hitting drums don’t keep no crowd
so you can drop the top and hit the road
the heat come down
and you ain’t gotta check ya shoulders
ain’t no plea comin’ ’round
keep some reefer around
keep them lurkin’ mothaf+ckas and polices from ’round
keep them pieces around, n+gga
left his joint in the whip
tell him go get it
take a point off the zip
and bet he won’t vet it
trynna go get some drip
but ain’t got no credit
so if that l!ck doesn’t hit
you still gon’ go get it?
hmm…
multiple streams, multiple dreams, multiple beams
cultural fiends
don’t go flexing all that extra, then get hit with a lien
don’t be talking all that pressure, catch a clip in ya spleen
in a ditch or ravine
dump the body, you catch a homi, then dip on the scene
stay forensically clean
6 shooter official
license plated, stay nickel
ironin our a ripple
embalmin’ em like a pickle
so n+ggas is not an issue
n+ggas is never with you
dog fighting, this cold world with street cats
dog piping your old girl on knee caps
off dyckman, the dog food, the g packs n+gga
yeah, yeah, yeah

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