ROADRUNNER: NEW LIGHT, NEW MACHINE IS OUT NOW:
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Created by *UNCANNY
Dir. George Muncey
Prod: Elliott Elder
LYRICS:
(SoGone SoFlexy)
Feels good to get this shit out the mud n****
Made from hard times it’s still love for the slums n****
We rob n****s just because n****
And I’ll serve you anything but nothin’ less than a dub n****
And how it feel to be a dub n****
I’m tryna be a better man but nothin’ less than a thug n****
I kill shit, just check my background
This murder game shit my campground
Check my resume or ask ‘round
We just simply never back down
I caught a charge, now I’m back out
I bet this carbon blow his back out
Gettin’ money
That’s a fact now
Bitches, they don’t know how to act now
(Merlyn Wood)
The poor more polite but the flow not nice
Watch your wife, I might take your her out ya life
She wet my white tee, now it’s like a wet wipe
Respect my tribe, I’m a dog like Phife
Look at me like a check but my name not Nike
Bitch, my number not the lottery
I’m like don’t even talk to me
Honestly wouldn’t fly a Melbourne chick to Sydney
All of these bars bought chains, prison industry
America did my people foul then they gimme shot for free
While I watch Washington’s wood teeth in her booty cheeks
Kings of last century, was living like peasantry
I don’t even like sleep, time is the only luxury
(Matt Champion)
Sendin’ a fuck you too you all
Imma ship it, laminate it
Got this shit straight off the lot
We ain’t rentin’ no Avis
Got the neighbors goin’ crazy
It’s me, Bari and Flexy
I can see thru your bullshit like ya face was made of plexi
I could fuck around and get to sounding like I’m whinin’ man
Only crybaby is the one inside the buggy man
Who
I’m the boogie man
You
Never sleep again
Nightmares, it’s fright-filled the moment Freddy tuck you in
Stack my money higher than the foam a top of tidal wave
Lonely like the point guard at the key got the isolate
Light it up, light it up
We bring the light show
Who the hell invited all they friends?
Fuck if I know
(CHORUS)
(Jabari Manwa)
Dey at ya window
Dem boy calling for you
Dey at ya window
Dem boy coming for you
Dey at ya window
You bet not tell no lie
Dey at ya window
You know them boys outside
They at ya window
Them boy calling for you
They at ya window
Them boys coming for you
They at ya window
You bet not tell no lies
And they ain’t coming to play
You shouldna not told no lies
(Dom McLennon)
My pen could be a fortune teller or an ATM
It’s got intentions of its own, I can’t even pretend
Every moment is a fight nobody can defend
The circumstances should’ve never been there to begin
I watch the clocks melt as the devil dances
The chances are slim to none that you could understand this lost language we incantin’
Pain campin’
Amongst the stillborn raindrops is where I’m standing
I wake up breakin’ up an eighth just to function
Rather be in neutral than continue to get sunken
All my n****s made it out the motherfuckin’ dungeon
Tank has been on me but I gotta keep running
What you finna lean on when the system is crumbling?
Everybody reaching but they really end up fumbling when they touch down
Y’all don’t appreciate in value like a bust down
My shit authentic, they can’t ever get enough now
(CHORUS) (1X)
(JOBA)
I can see that eye upon me when I close mine
Drug induced comatosis leaking through me blind
The body is the temple
I invite spirits
We crack riddles and giggle behind closed blinds
Born to bleed
The brave and free got needs they gotsta feed
I breathe to see defeat
Fuck police and authority
Never means nothing mind fucking myself to sleep
Had to take it to the streets
Capitalistic greed plague all society like COVID-19
Those dirty hands that feed don’t buy it
Government officials don’t give a fuck about the children
What do you believe?
Nothing’s ever what it seems ’til you can’t deny it
Flash points and flash bangs dictate defiance
History stuck on repeat in the loop of sirens
Terrorizing, always lying
God damn tyrants
Don’t play with knives, kids
(Ryan Beatty)
I tried to warn you
These boys, they don’t know you
Outside, comin’ for you
‘Cause they don’t love and they don’t know you
(Imondre Goss & Kevin Abstract)
Fuck the world and all that inhabit it
Fuck the world and all that inhabit it
Sometimes it’s like
Fuck the world and all that inhabit it
(bearface)
Just pick me up in the four door
I’ll bless the beat with smoke and rain ash like Mordor
The warlord’s comin’, check the lamb for the slaughter
The envy so green it should be flying a saucer
And when the pressure is on, they gone
Ghost ride whippin’ not your friends no more, so long
Snakes sneakin’ I’m feeling like I’m missing
But never that I’m still here bitch so God’s winning
Lord willing
There’s no ceiling
They all pussy
Get out your feelings
Can try and run it up but baby I’m chillin
I make my money then dip, stay killin’
Stay killin’, stay killin’, stay killin’
7 сен 2024
