lrdra - cassius lyrics
[intro]
yeah, sound sound sound
aye, yeah
yeah, aye
[verse 1]
all black the whip like its drippin’ in onyx
i won’t smash on a b-tch i don’t argue &
actually rather just switch to be honest i
cross out my ex’s with comma’s now
relax my head in bahamas now
wanted me dead at the bottom or
locked in the fed’s with the goblins huh?
you gone have to k!ll me i promise ya
homicide all in the air i can vomit these
lil’ negus shootin’ for follows now
negus i grew up with fallin’ out
pray i live to see fruition
beat all the charges like pacquiao
pray i (mayweather) the tempest
but there’s been so many against us
b-tch i’m at yo neck like a wrap-around
fillin up backwoods with rapper-weed
putting the plans into action now
usually don’t show no emotion but
lately i feel like just blowin’ up open up top of yo skull like a coconut
hope he wasn’t
none’ of ya folks n’em
obi one
master the force when the bul’ was young
reporting from earth it’s the golden one
[bridge]
they was quoting the verses; the holy ones
(god)
lord i know i ain’t the only one
yeah
i sowed the seeds thought my soul was done
thorns’ and weeds round the roses
rats, snakes, and the roaches
[verse 2]
in the ash tray still potent
it’s the last days, i’m still focused
fly like locust in the lotus
know you p-ssy negus notice
issa gl-ss house, im’a golem
imma’ mash out, b-tch i told em
i came out that water like moses
sh-t get sticky when your chosen
[bridge]
f-ck being laid up, move some
f-ck just saying some, do some
f-ck all that playin’ sh-t, prove some
negus take the old make it new huh’
how you talk sh-t you don’t do none?
young alchemist turn this paper to gold
i ain’t stop bustin’ b-tch i was reloading
f-ck all that fussin’ sh-t i need the dough (yeah)
[hook]
dreams, i got dreams
this world crazy, i keep that, keep that, keep, (yeah)
rap like trap, fans like fiends
i need more, i like nice things
i get ghost, on god (aye)
(yeah, yeah)
i get ghost, on god (aye)
(yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[verse 3]
carpe diem never held my heart allegiance f-ck your freedom havin’ jalepeno margarita’s in la taqueria
busted bm with the rusty b-mper he want custom
ya baby momma wanna move in negus i ain’t even f-ck her (yeah)
that’s anotha discussion
i be really rockin’, you be f-ckin’ bluffin’ (yeah)
my negus up to somethin
slide through any city bout’ some f-ckin money (yeah)
and go f-ckin’ dummy
negus exercise you need exercised
i got the work out, i push a snitch n-gg- off a bridge b-tch
you a bird now
[bridge]
they was quoting the verses; the holy ones
(god)
lord i know i ain’t the only one
yeah
sowed the seeds thought my soul was done
thorns’ and weeds round the roses
rats, snakes, and the roaches
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