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tfy - fascination lyrics

[intro: caliber 420]
yeah it’s the tfy clique
smoke blunts and don’t give a f-ck (mhm)
free the warlock (free the f-cking warlock)

[verse 1: caliber 420]
it’s either sell drugs, born up, or back-breaking labor
usually the second is the only relative savior
the rich get richer you get nowhere for good behavior
maybe karma loops re-ups hit you up with luck and favors
but i shot off the lyrics like i had a mental bandolier
cracking lyrics from the underground like floors to chandeliers
dope stanzas fantastic four and now i show no fear
if you got a mind then f-ckin’ use it
think for yourself currently what most not doin’
fluent and clueless observations impatient for something sayin’
free this greed corrupted nation yet still listen complacent
life’s not defined but you can’t sit and k!ll time
most end up murderous cuz majority think they can rhyme
feeding these pointless lines, how this bullsh-t survives
with eyes filled with dollar signs
cuz free minds as dangerous as combustable content
and these nuclear missiles filled with honest comments
what most call nonsense is what i call life at its rawest

[verse 2: inspiring thoughts]
turn your ipod on, plug in the auxiliary
droppin’ verbal bombs thumpin’ like artillery
sh-lls i raise h-ll on mics after hennessy
dazed by the smell of the haze so silvery
the skunk i stuff in cubans fuses with the styles embedded
ever since i been interested in gettin’ tracks shredded
your crew’s more common, than a seven-eleven
jaw-j-ppin’ about the gats you ain’t havin’, you unleaded (haha)
gasoline or kerosene, whichever burns faster
or whiskey, sh-t, and use the rest to get plastered
after i incinerate a couple fake rappers
light the bic to weak sh-t and smoke it like a snapper
quick wid it, quick wid it, nahh you ain’t sick wid it
you’re faker than the bullsh-t that you represent
ain’t who you say you are, you ignored, pink elephant
claim you go hard but yousa b-tch that’s a definite
you’ll lose this battle kid, i suggest you forfeit
the beat’s missing a piece, like a tight dress my form fits
you can’t endure this i spit hydrofluoric until it’s
acid raining cats & dogs, then you fall stiff
(-police siren-) (f-ck it’s metro) (duuuude) aww sh-t
it wasn’t me man you ain’t got no evidence
no leads, no arrests, no charges, no sentences
still free, unlike e, so i start to scribble sentences

(oh fasho, i see you)
(-laughs-)

- tfy lyrics

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