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thatdudechandler - a tes souhait lyrics

[part 1]

(verse 1)

hit a griddy on your little bro, huh
treat you like a john buddy better get low (get low)
5”11 but he play it 8”4 (8”4)
won the battle but we still at war (at war)
caught in the machine bro i can’t wait for it (wait for it)
swim against stream why i can’t move forward
(move back move back move back move back sh+t)
yanking out cords till we blowing out gaskets
somethings gotta give if we get enough traction
streetlights on but they not when they pack in
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[part 2]

(verse 1)
third floor, voulis street
rooftop with the nice view
yellow gradient
leds in the merc benz
taking us back from the catamaran
grecian ship eclipsing the sun
y’all still living like peter pan
y’all still—d+ckriding for hooks
y’all still—couldn’t pick up the pen
y’all still—gotta lie in your raps
just to fill— that image again
d+mn—well lets see what happens
d+mn— love a little ego action
d+mn— 15 minutes for the ig caption
d+mn— better be worth it sh+t
d+mn— better be perfect sh+t
new crib flow and i’m up by 8+8:30
sunlight hit now i’m cillian murphy
new wave hit yet i stand impervious
shoes in the house how the tape so dirty
ugh, sh+t
unknown but the accolade vet
b spears how i do it again
take time had to get it all perfect
walk round with a newly found purpose
copper is what i been getting for sermons
it’s really not worth it
but f+ck it, you know how it get it
i’m digging this dirt
dropping it right on your coffin
promise that i’mma make sure
all of your pallbearers dropping your sh+t
tell em’ don’t worry about payment
they know when they get it
spitting the vaguest of bars
spiritually take em’ to vegas or mars
straight from the gallows
but y’all cannot hang with the boy
so smooth in my villainous ways
trauma resurface you glance at the face
hand you the wrath of a thousand suns
and they all come straight from the lungs
diaphragm solid i stand on my tongue
freudian thoughts—
just been ordained by the steeple huh
peer through the monocle made by your god
all rappers are not made equal, huh

- thatdudechandler lyrics

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