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grim dave - glitch lyrics

[verse 1: dp]
the story starts where the story ends
red double sabers with hatred sparring with forty men
unscathed as i proceed from the battle
fifty k for my [?]
forty in satchel, ichor in my veins
immortal i am forever, mortified you shall remain
he runs the track with a torch in his grip
spoken word in third person, he just [?]
we just might lower your b-tch, to an undisclosed location
police invadin’ ‘cause selling dope is his vocation
living so heinous, the real life bane
tryin’ to get bruce wayne rich
never no stains on this stainless
he’s really on the block like the pavement
with the same 12 gauge cobain blew out his brains with
i let eight breeze past, bape ski mask
pump at yo’ back as you leading me to the stash, b-tch

[hook: brooklyn taylor & dp]
see how big we do
pulling tricks out the hat like it’s big league chew
f-ck beef, n-gg-s b-tch, beef stew
your attitude shitty when your p-ss peeyew
see how big we do
pulling tricks out the hat like it’s big league chew
f-ck beef, b-tch n-gg-s beef stew
your attitude shitty when your p-ss peeyew

[verse 2: brooklyn taylor]
okay then, this is where the buck stops
i been hated on since them days at the bus stop
you know you ran for it, when bomb that says “f-ck” drops
‘cause there’s no mercy i got blood on the mud flops
on a limousine, full speed, screaming, “f-ck cops!”
but i’m full of love and pacifism when i puff pot
somebody told me that it’s lonely when you up top
but i ain’t even close to being there so yeah, suck a c-ck
if you ain’t know, we under them scopes and you under a rock
it’s just like not being aware or carin’, we under barrack
you should beware of us, like it’s some terrorists up in the spot
‘cause n-gg-s really ’bout to blow, we’ll pop like a bomb and a glock
funny how these f-ckers think we novice, n-gg-, no we not
f-ckers, we just givin’ suckas something like
dominantly sticking out, something like an under bite
too hard for the teeth of rhyme biters, make ’em wanna die

- grim dave lyrics

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