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stevie crooks - cloud captain (the arrival) lyrics

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[verse 1: stevie crooks]
the float god has arrived
come to the show on a pterodactyl when i sky dive
my imagination is danger
don’t forget the way that i dress
fabric fire, threads melt on the hanger
it’s the perfect -ss-ssin, siberian werewolf hoodie
sword carrying, beautiful barbarian
i eat caviar and watch jerry springer
dreams of driving cherry beamers while my wifey blow the reefer
grimey coutour, black timberlands on
marble floor, paid in full playin’ while i write these bars
sash quash with a bald fade and a gold chain
spit on yo’ face, “f-ck you and yo’ whole gang!”
nyca is the birthplace
stomp you out while wearing ysl in the worst way
fly fatality, flawless foot finisher
floaty frame fracture f-ckin’ up ya fibula

[hook: stevie crooks]
kimono dragon, skin on a letterman jacket
snow leather blanket, yeah cover my mattress
nyca we levitate off the atlas
the cloud captains, the cloud captains (repeat 2x)

[verse 2: liym courteous]
it’s the casual don calm out for cash in the palm
craftin’ psalms you should tatt on your arm
mad charm on my cl-ssy sh-t
whack -n-lysis a n-gga claim he half as sick
the pad is sl!ck, n-gga p-ss the fifth
the yack black now i have to p-ss
immaculate for disasters, i’m the catalyst
swear they on they fashion sh-t
tight garments, quite alarming
give a light warning, i done had it with rappers
sp-ce bound rather travel with nasa, create sounds
place a crown on this spectacular b-st-rd
the coast never left this sh-t
proceed to boast and they takin’ a prerequisite
i spread the gift
just listen, the voice velvet
joint give me helmet, nice plate you can smell it
filled with oysters and sh-ll-fish
rejoice when i tell it
i innovate plenty
the feast many feat better get your plate ready, n-gga

[hook: stevie crooks]

[verse 3: snazz gordy]
this is monsoon mayhem
i sonic boom right out the womb
into a saiyan platoon flooded with made men
boots made of penguins
golden machete to elegantly chop yo’ dome off a jacket and on pavement
it’s the gorgeous gladiator, avatar air-bender
flair lender, goulash god, i can make a beard trimmer
f-ck around and make a spear enter the center of your dad’s placenta
without staining my de la renta
smooth effort, cut from a smooth texture
apply pleasure to the tech on the dresser for legal tender
i’m with whatever is clever like dissecting your sector
and letting the chopper give you a slow lecture
blowing lettuce like it’s hot
guzzling v.s.o.p. in the three drop
lettin’ yo’ she beat box on a g c-ck
this is bolivian heat rock
pump this on discrete blocks and watch how the fiends flock, n-gga

[hook: stevie crooks]



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