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zotiyac - cryptograms lyrics

[verse 1: zotiyac]
i move so quick, shoot that deuce in a double
get mopped like the floor, do your ch0r-s, you in trouble
f-ck n-gga wanna get off in my huddle
and steady start leaking, end up in a puddle
i talk my sh-t, there won’t be no reb-ttal
just selling your organs, i do it too subtle
my brain worth a mortgage, no more we can’t settle
don’t talk on my name ’til you get on my level
30 on me when you ready to scuffle
it’s less than a struggle, demonstrate my muscle
muzzle it up, i penetrate your bubble
my shooters come through and move it like a hustle
you see me walk, you in trouble
you see me walk, you in trouble
you see me walk, you in trouble
you see me walk, you in trouble
crypto, mean i come in the night
tip toe with the gun and the knife
under the light, where my sun used to shine then continue to fight for the fun of it i
cannot see you when i look to the side
really, besides, all you b-tches can die
no one that stood in defence of the fight
how ’bout you swallow my d-ck ’til it’s dry?
lift the limit ’til your liver is fried
then you lay in a bed since you living a lie
switching the sides, something different this time
when will you ever push the bullsh-t to the side?
clips to the guys, i’ve been sent to the wise
it’s the 187 embed in my eyes
you idolize it when you’re idolized
but when i’m on my belly, they step on my spine

[verse 2: rook]
f-ck what they saying, i amount for my sh-t
i’m chopping up bodies and breaking up vicks
i feel like a bunny, i’m ducking the pigs
the draco r-t-rded, the way that it spit
how are you liking the taste of my fist?
or rather my d-ck on the lip of your b-tch
got hops like a soldier, i hop in the pit
he taking his shot but he better not miss
i flip his head when i let it go
i put that sh-t on a pedestal
i’m in this b-tch like it’s medical
tap on my tongue and the chemical
making my way through the captial
i stare in the face of the animal
believe me, i am accountable
or maybe i’m thinking too radical

[verse 3: stewart]
i am the ghoul, the ghost of god
these p-ssies just numb me up
one sip of it all, the smoke, the drinks are just to f-ck me up
proud of myself, proud of my lungs, proud what i’m coughing up
i want you to tell me, want you to scream it when you’ve had enough
running, running, running, where are you going?
run it up, run it up, run it up, boy, the f-ck is you doing?
what am i feeling? what are these feelings? i ain’t been feeling human
nothing to see but ways to breathe and mark it
keep it moving

- zotiyac lyrics

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