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stelly&mont - revolution905 lyrics

boue
good god and good gracious
can’t f-ck with all these places
don’t remember all these faces
but i’m on another like perry mason
yeah, and that’s real
and i’m screaming f-ck how you feel
because you know i get the appeal
i just wanna live my sticking reel to reel
eyes wide shut like kubrick
we be on our 905 crew sh-t
got no car but we cruisin
with my tribe we still crooning
and we stay steady till the moon lit
so f-ck your payment or a blue chip
i told them we just gotta do this
yeah, and get lucid
one time turn up the music
and f-ck all the crony pollution
with all their psyche confusion
and listen here we the revolution
i said we the revolution
and we demand a god d-mn solution
for a problem thats bigger than it seems
because we got kids living no dreams
and the stars be living like queens
and we consume it on our screens
like brainwash us by all means
and deem us laden in our own genes
but who am i to make call to arms
i’m a backer of the big bone farms
(yeah, he is)
i’m a slacker in the lame-men terms
one time ting and we catching thirds
(catching thirds, catching thirds, catching thirds)

jaypaark
jay steppin’ back in the building
don’t own a pair but i’ll smoke one k!ll the feelings
float elegant then hit you like a bee sting
yeah it’s just a me ting
movin through don’t give a f-ck about the ridicule
if i drop it pick it up, five second rule
wanna find me? you can come around the back
you ain’t ever gonna stop us we got’ keep b-mping this track
god d-mn
hold up lemme post up on the gram
checkin’ my agenda cuz you know it’s full of plans
don’t be f-cking with me cuz you know that i’m the man
and i come up to the party bout to pop another zan
aye
i’m always in the yard smoking chronic
better listen to these tracks cause i’m on
my brother steals like trust me he won’t cop it
and i keep the strap loaded with the motherf-cking sonic
f-ck these boys that be cracking under pressure
and f-ck these boys who be living polyester
keep it cl-ssy spilling red, red wine on my motherf-cking sweater

lunarr
aye, aye
land you got a tight fam
land you got a tight band
just chilling with my old dudes
and we smoking weed out of a sprite can
(uh)
not hard, but we real doe
you can think we weak, but we still flow
now they asking me what the deal doe
and it’s up to moi to introduce them to the real flow
you can think we bad buddy
but, that only make you really sound funny
cuz at day’s end we be getting that cash
and we living life quick so we spending that fast
you only live once and you’re going to die quick
so you best be hoping that the party be lit
we ain’t just tryna raise the mob spirit
i hope you really know we deliver that sh-t
(sh-t, sh-t, sh-t, sh-t, sh-t)

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