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omar musa - crush lyrics

[intro]
crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it
yeah
crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it
crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it
crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it, crush to the front of it

[verse 1]
plannin’ a m-ssive attack, i’m standin’ on the mezzanine
better than you’ve ever been, eagle feathered wings
chase down every dream ever since 17
married to my music, give that girl a wedding ring
uh, and i’m in too deep, man
i’ve seen too much and i just can’t sleep and
two of my closest died in one week in october
sober then regain composure – i’m back
but check it, i know that i’m blessed
for my opportunities in this whirlwind of lunacy
not jewelry, cash, not fueling me
it’s so i can raise my community
family, shanty, and sun to come
that’s why a boy is aimed to be number one
that’s why i grind, man, i grind like a gear box
’til the day that i fall like a teardrop

[chorus]
life, love (crush to the front of it)
l-st, war (crush to the front of it)
life, love (crush to the front of it)
yeah, in the crosshairs
life, love, l-st, war
life, love, l-st, war
life, love, l-st, war
yeah (crush to the front of it)

[verse 2]
a young lad, age 12, caused pandemonium
queanbeyan, running around with macedonian
pros, scuffling, breaking in an absence
go, muscling, looking for some action
i went to a good school, i got into malcolm
freed up my mind, let it soar like a falcon
realized life is more than running amok
and more giving a f-ck, that’s what you hear on this alb-m
how come, we show no comp-ssion?
like selfishness is the most satisfaction
i’ve been around the globe on the road i chose
pros up, saw things and i just froze
like life, death, ice, meth
people in the business of gigantic death
living in wastelands and doing a rain dance
children exploited, voided, and avoided
for a color of skin they can’t help
wealth they can’t get and cards they’ve been dealt
politics of suffering, politics of pain
society itself, where the f-ck is your brain, huh?

[interlude dialogue]

[verse 3]
much larger than people in the gallows and shadows
who fight battles, machine guns rattle and barbed arrows
cultures scarred, shattered like shots scattered
lands, languages lost in dark patterns
lost souls fading of lost hold on raising
appearing to pump holes in crossroads to freedom
love to my father, embracin’ the rest
of the folks who sweat ’til their very last breath
contested, afflicted of stress, oh yes
much love to the single moms doing their best
tucking in their seedlings and watching them flower
all hours, trying to build ’em to tall towers
love to queanbeyan, auckland, and canberr
to those that adore and those that slander me
i do it by myself and i do it to the minute
much love to myself ’cause i kept me in it, its…

[chorus]
life, love (crush to the front of it)
l-st, war (crush to the front of it)
life, love (crush to the front of it)
yeah, keep ’em in the crosshairs
life, love, l-st, war
life, love, l-st, war
life, love, l-st, war
yeah (crush to the front of it)

[outro]
crush to the front of it
crush to the front of it

- omar musa lyrics

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