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urbvn architects nyc - antarctica lyrics

(josh alias)
some write hooks, some write books
for now, i’m trying to perfect my right hook
to fight crooks, check

(blaq kush)
1-2, over 1-2
the pain never leaves it just haunts you
think i finally found what i was born to, do

(josh alias)
in my mind an old wizard, gilded arenas
’tryna be heard, sell out arenas
dont care for bread like fed birds
no [?] or leopards, where my vitas?
hoodies up so you won’t see us
walking by, shorty gives me the awkward eye
then i approach and i’m talking fly
she ball?, she like 5’8
then i brag how i rhyme great
how, i blame my irate mind state
she gets nervous and offers a ride on the tri state
i wait, let me get my stuff then we out, talking ’bout, the rising crime rates
hit the thrift just to [?]
let’s see where the times take, us
carefree how it ‘oughtta be
but i ain’t that [?] -as i order tea-?
report from my client, raw is in demand so that’s what i’m supplying
that’s the law, check, check, that’s the law

(blaq kush)
1-2, over 1-2
the pain never leaves it just haunts you
think i finally found what i was born to, do

(blaq kush)
i’m on my way, so what you really ‘wanna say?
the spit in my mouth, make pistols look like cash is clay
my stanza stay, like a style over the isle
f-ck a email, no free-sale, don’t notify the [?]
posted like im high, but i’m really sober and thinking
they say i poison the mind, with that smoking and drinking
let it sink in cus you ‘sinkin
no jesse, i think im james
got the rock in the game, we taking shots at your brain
swapping change with a lot of dames
these narcs got it from my pocket, my wallet filled with ‘caine
knew the prophecy before the prophets came
dirty money the prophets stained, look at dollar bills and see my motherf-ckin name, “god”

(outro: josh alias)
some write hooks, some write books
for now, i’m tryna perfect my right hook
to fight crooks, check
you might be lost, cold, with no one to hold, in antarctica
keep your head up, it gets better
be patient, its time, kids don’t get it
life’s beautiful, don’t be blind to the aesthetic
sometimes you just gotta let it, be
in order to be free
peace, peace

- urbvn architects nyc lyrics

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