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truck north - bitches brew lyrics

[verse 1]
on exile from wonderland
escaped death off with his f-cking head again
i’m working on my ninth life
so this is the last chance i got to make it right
with a sight
you ever see an underdog take flight?
in the night
at the height of his god-given plight
still fighting until the roads clear
just showing you where i am like a road flare
still scared like you starring at a nightmare
your worst fear’s in physical form right-chea
so add here to the protocol, role call
k!llers on speed-dial who can off your top like a freestyle
meanwhile

[hook]
the winter’s gone, summer too
living in these last days kind of comfortable
the skies turn from light blue to a stormy view
nothing new, it ain’t no telling what these b-tches brew

[verse 2]
now i’m dealing with the onslaught
a far cry from what they all thought
the lone slave who was bought
ran away then caught
then he fought ’til death
all he did was insurrect ’til his very last breath
and that’s what i’m on
bad bones, and that’s word to my skeleton
until we get the money like a telethon, it’s war time
like minds, who got nines and pipe-bombs
??? light shine to the point, don’t try and swipe mine
and that’s cool cause the rules of engagement says there’s no honor
amongst thieves and known haters
so i back up in it like i don’t know my limit
guess it was written for me to become snake-bitten
but i don’t listen to the warning signs
and most don’t pay attention and even if they do, it’s borderline
black earnest [???] with a forty-five
acting my way through a lifetime until death finds
me chilling, god willing i’ll be doing fine
on recline sipping moonshine
but when them stars align

[hook]

[verse 3]
on exile from wonderland
where everybody wants the upper hand
and a couple grand could get you deaded where you stand
where you land is where your wake is
kid, this the land of them cash money makers and them money takers
you came to break a big bank for a little bit
so take a number, and file in behind the last n-gga in line
cause everybody here was born under a bad moon, and raised by dollar signs
mask on like it’s time for black collar crimes
but it’s only crime if i survive
so it’s one more sunrise ’til that other side
i guess i’m finna take this last ride
still a n-gga ready for the worst of it
i’m going in blind like f-ck it, i ain’t rehearsing’ sh-t
improv perform for all you lesser guys
going from the highest high, to a nose-dive
so fast these suckas won’t even see the crash
made my splash, now i’m free at last
until then

[hook]

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