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oscar iv & raynk - gambling shack (remix) lyrics

(verse 1: raynk)
ugh
this sounds like running up them stairs in philly
rocky roads and choppy waters never feeling eerie
sk!lled sailor, navigator
through the mist
dodge and miss every bullet
hearing them snakes hiss
got me sharpening my sword
’til i can turn a whole horde of hydra to hydrants
master of the elements
tree blow, fire flow
a hydroponic tyrant
must grow before i croak
go see the whole scene like crow
caw to let ’em know
violence coming
they gon’ be shocked when the peacemaker
gets the peice and meets your make maker
seems to me it’s makeup and cover+ups we facing
not subtle, it’s so fragrant
all this fake sh+t
getting real tired of these woke folks speaking basic
all you know ’bout being plugged in is the matrix
i got packs fire as my raps to take you out the sp+ceship
we graced in the present
a divinity, a presence full of energy
eventually set to be accepted
exeptionally moving units of that dope in music
dealing transfusion
it’s blood, sweat and tears ’til nothing is left of me
’til raynk a resonance
i rep for the real rollers
cold as brick chimney smokers
more than a grip
got a hold of my passion
no longer smolder
been feeding the fire fresh
oxygen, breathe it in b+tch
(verse 2: oscar iv)
pop out
popeye, keeping the green handy
lady playing with my name
had to drop her off in the sand
check it
checking baggage sooner than the plane landed
got the carfax and the details
dms, emails
that weak will get you caught up at that red light swerving
do this for my ummi and my purpose
for my purpose is to be the greatest ever
crabs in a bucket
the pulling and tugging
you gotta tuck it
‘cuz at the bottom they plotting a come up
it’s always something
keep my head up ’til my crowning day
i want it public
out in public
ain’t no traffic baby, move around me
this ain’t no accident
i wrote a verse a day and now these b+tches want dates
just to take a couple fries off my plate
but in the background
crowd work, that’s when i seen her laughing
wait, stay with your friends
i’ll slide bp and take the face
light on my side and not the stage
catch up, name exchange
you not the same
that’s what they all say
blue jeans, white tee, letter necklace
what they all claim
throw me that rubber
i’m treating this sh+t like a ball game
swimming in that water
got her crawling out her g+string
smoking in my buick
hold my hand and now she seeing things
keeping up this pace
took you out this desolate place
i’m running laps around the wall until i’m finding the gates
it’s iv, you got me to thank
said i’m running laps around the wall until i’m finding the gates
yea

- oscar iv raynk lyrics

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