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groovy soul – n. duke street cypher lyrics

[verse: groovy soul]
you ain’t forget they call me vlad the impaler
i’m too good i take your breath you better find an inhaler
ain’t no s on my chest, don’t think i’m a savior
i was born a prodigy, but this is mindless behavior
they tried to call me a mute, all of a sudden went silent
i always proved i was cold, they tried to push a new climate
i’m in a league of my own, it’s always dave and goliath
i’m 22, the flyest 1, k!lled twenty+one pilots
you better…
recognize, before brute force gets well applied
diamond god i’m the only n+gga you should idolize
i specialize in writing these special lines
i muscled pain like bane i break a bat spine
rejuvenated, brought a brand new decree
if you repping nc, the bar ain’t set at your feet
too many charges, said i went on a spree
them n+ggas tried to ride a wave, so i gave them the sea
i had to worked to get respect, n+ggas ask for a piece
i’m too cold, i turned my former bros into fleece
i’m the wolf, i separate myself from the sheep
i went to school, k!lled class, and caught myself a first degree

[verse: perk]
born by the gators but was raised by the bulls
the city always show me a different way of using these tools
this pen that have could be used as a sword
2 sides to the money. are you the pimp or the wh0re
seen cops taking n+gga’s out like they doing some chores
i do the impossible on my off time if i get too bored
you see my mind begins expand to different horizons
a n+gga living in germany, young bull still wildin
got a grill in the mail, got a car to pick up
got 99 problems, not even giving one f+ck
gettin the benji, haters thinking it’s luck
if you see me on the guess, yes that thing is tucked
could never catch me lacking
but never been into the trappin
these girls thinkin i bout to make em icy
trying to tap in, bull city is my rep till the day i drop
mama said you here the fireworks, somebody got popped
f+ck with us, then we on ya top
eagle fly solo, why y’all still flying in flocks
wassup
[verse: charlès]
it’s a bird, it’s a plane
it’s a yacht it’s a train
it’s anything that fights the odds of being plain
plantations in the brains, bloodstains from the slaves
on my hanes, sh+ts insane
tell groovy i got em (woo)
like mez is to jermaine, i show n+ggas the ropes
like a wrestling ring, i’m booker t to a pusha t
why the h+ll they be pushing me
sympathy from a symphony, is they pedigree
allegedly i’m the only one aiming where the legends be
and that’s honestly the true definition of a legacy
and some enemies that challenges zen of me
i work all day, all day, yea it’s like ten of me
now you wanna render me
hold up, lemme let it speak
acting like i won’t jam, whammy bar on them fenders, jeez

[verse: tcdagawd]
(yeah, got my n+gga charlès to spit. tcdagawd finna hit
know what time it is. od in this m+th+f+cka)

proud to be a black prodigy, a lot of haters love to hate
most are jealous and envy, the devil tryna tempt me
nowadays i pray to overcome all of my enemies
homie do you remember me (do you remember me)
i don’t really mess with negative energy
the flow so hard, the beat gliding like a centipede
i ain’t diddy but you know i can’t stop, won’t stop
until you see my casket drop
i been that way ever since i was 15
now i’m 25, thinking about bigger things
i’m not a king, sh+t we all gods and goddesses
and everybody else be thinking i’m modest
i’m always the hottest, hotter than the summer time
might have lost my mind, i wanna go back in time
when everything was fine
word up
(that’s a good one)

- groovy soul lyrics

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