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dustrial dre & andre lawrence - illasol lyrics

[verse]
couldn’t quicken time so we switched up the timing
now all we do is 50 songs to make em tryna turn to nickel diamond
i click nines like i kick rhymes
with the wand and let it hit the lines like i commit crimes
how you fight for the light with a damn conscience
we hit chronic and trip, fall in the ditch
my clicks solid so if i, hit call they assist
my split hot as it gets, my grip wanting to slip
but i can never let it
y’all turn to sweaters only if we gettin’ letters
thankfully i’m headed where my better bread is
we takе it, better measurе than vayner
predecessors y’all claim, your set is fresher
so we aiming at your head with pressure
your shit is best kept swept under the rug
stress less, summon the love
your son need a hug
his money to tug
y’all contaminating honey with the money and drugs again
and yeah the solitude is nice but i love it i love saffran
and so i’m calling you at night just to tell you when
when the dust begin
because i’m trying to do this right but it’s rough within
up in the stresses on the quest of the sustenance
this clutch i’m in has got me stuck in a dutch
tryna puff again
i fought a gust but i just couldn’t touch the wind
but who can?
i need blue bands like beaks of two cans i mean long as hell
and every damn time i hit the bong i smell
nowadays the only way to get us on the cell
it’s nothing but a little whistle hittin’ on these bells
i like the split but it’s gon’ be loud
i like the… yeah
ain’t a savage i’m asterix with a pack of them mavericks
attackin’ with a rhyme that’s fit to split your own knot
look at the schizo’s mind
hallucinating high fumigation
once he loose it gonna wake and realize that i’m true to vegas
best in this music make it set for a brutal wake
now waitin’ for this money to grow up like the marood of vegas
keep it under dirt if i lack though
we just puffin’ herb tryna keep up on the track so
we exert gas now your decim ain’t worth shit
we kickin’ off the season like i’m off a converse pitch
i serve shit like i’m waitin’ tables tryna chase a check
and all this damn thinkin’ that your stable gonna break your neck
it’s hard to ace a test so take a rest when you can taste success
yes, fresh press, this is dre in the flesh
i’m the next best catch from jamaica to upper west
excuse my subtleness
i just learned to get in trouble less
yeah yeah

- dustrial dre andre lawrence lyrics

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