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infamous juice - gwuana (outro) lyrics

[intro: ayeneon]
tales from the crip
this is tales from the crip

[verse 1: anarxist]
you lookin’ at me wit’ them bright hoops
now they walkin’ me up in a tightrope
these bars gon’ crash now
we probably don’t need the geico
fake guys like five dough
[?] that chop, though
’cause [?] of rhino, what?
albino, [?] on my fist to haunt
now i’m loadin’ up my bl!cker
huh, none of the clothes that i got fit, uh+huh
now i’m finna go hunt, low, hunt, [?], yeah
ridin’ your ears, commit mike tyson
runnin’ like a byson, ayy
suck me like a dyson
smart like [?]

[verse 2: ayeneon]
saw you in the back of the trunk
this ain’t bruno mars, no uptown funk, uh, spit
anti+depressant, man, i’m real florescent, man
glock make you confessin’ to [?]
like a [?], i’m embeddin’
like my hair, real dreaded
keep my thoughts in the present
man, you will oughta lesson
real gwuana off that marijuana
got the net worth like madonna
hotter than a sauna, poppin’ like we in nirvana
i been tryna pick a power serge (serge)
i been feelin’ like i’m outta earth (earth)
2020, it’s my rebirth (birth)
like i’m kurt in a car, goin’ skrrt+skrrt (skrrt+skrrt)

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