Trapeze
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โฑ๏ธ 3:30 duration
๐ ID: 27987231
๐ Lyrics
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
I said, high wire, action wire, tax real life, not the wire
We playin' with hellfire, see the Elmira inside of my easy wider
Pull a fryer out to Todd Snyder, who's longest a all-nighter
40 made the oil brighter, with the white I'm sorta like an oil refiner
China purifier, gotta dry it by the humidifier
Can't let them eye you while you perspire, like work for hire
Do your homework, you'll learn the work is fire
Been taking risks, it's the greatest risk
If you're rating a pen, if I ain't top ten, the list is created by atheists
If you're hating, get your trachea slit
Straight 86, ayy niggas stand with it
You're ready to spit, hey
Them niggas just chip off the old brick
This is a colon cleanse, I took a golden shit
Exploded on your Rick Owens fit
No soaker killer older than Soberwit
Just knowin' it's lit
At that moment a smoker broke the stem
The tip fell in the back of open chips
Exposed to the kids, these wounds I'm openin' didn't mend
What ain't come out in the wash, dead in the rinse
Louis Vuitton cardigan get drenched
Expensive garments on a cheap bitch, nigga
Yeah
Expensive garments on a cheap, yo
Watch the cigarettes, you see the light in the window
Microphone check
Smooth ride up the west side, talking to my man in the FCI, got a phone
Soon as I hang up with him, I get a FaceTime from Tony
Sitting in Copper Cove
Autobiography, Range Robe
Should've left my autograph on my project stove
Out here in the fields, we fight five meals
Take the apple pie to Massahausen
Kill whoever squeals in Maine, the hood got rich off of pills
Oxycodone, hydrochloride bought a thousand blues
From a nigga that don't use deodorant
And brush his teeth with chloride
This money is a war cry through the gastrointestinal
Grinding from a seven and a half to a joint
I am your tour guide from the era of Buster Browns and Floreshine
Clean as Floreshine, scream the devil, Aaron Neville, high pitch
If she in his face she can't be my bitch
It's that simple
Fiend money wild wrinkled
Emily's burger medium rare
Fries wild crinkled
I don't mix and mingle with your salt
I can tell what this crack money bought for real
No thoughts manufactured
Runaway slaves being captured
He almost ran out the statue of limitations
Ain't no limitations
It's life an imitation of mine
On the project roof looking for a sign, what not
So I bought a 125 plus another one
Son was on the run so long he forgot what he was runnin' from
When they called him, they reminded him
Gave him a hundred-something years
No tears, just a grin, he took it on the chin
Never let him see you sweat, we took that as a win
Force fields, four to five, perimeters patrol
From 01 to 03, three million nickel cracks were sold
Sold in the whole book of boogie and fuck what he could've been
Dead is what he should've been long time
Said the old lady in the window with her elbows on a pillow
Mice holes filled with brillo
She originally from Amarillo
Hey, hi, hey, hi
What's the signs your lack of compliance is the act of the fines?
I told you to pack your people up like a gentleman
Ladies and gentlemen, the ship is sinking, make your way to the life raft
George rap invisible stripes, bad types
21 gun-saluting, no rifles or shoes
Except wide and perpetual moving
I'm moving, two fools, 12 shoes
I'm coming in and it's slow
Uh, yeah
Uh, yeah
I said, high wire, action wire, tax real life, not the wire
We playin' with hellfire, see the Elmira inside of my easy wider
Pull a fryer out to Todd Snyder, who's longest a all-nighter
40 made the oil brighter, with the white I'm sorta like an oil refiner
China purifier, gotta dry it by the humidifier
Can't let them eye you while you perspire, like work for hire
Do your homework, you'll learn the work is fire
Been taking risks, it's the greatest risk
If you're rating a pen, if I ain't top ten, the list is created by atheists
If you're hating, get your trachea slit
Straight 86, ayy niggas stand with it
You're ready to spit, hey
Them niggas just chip off the old brick
This is a colon cleanse, I took a golden shit
Exploded on your Rick Owens fit
No soaker killer older than Soberwit
Just knowin' it's lit
At that moment a smoker broke the stem
The tip fell in the back of open chips
Exposed to the kids, these wounds I'm openin' didn't mend
What ain't come out in the wash, dead in the rinse
Louis Vuitton cardigan get drenched
Expensive garments on a cheap bitch, nigga
Yeah
Expensive garments on a cheap, yo
Watch the cigarettes, you see the light in the window
Microphone check
Smooth ride up the west side, talking to my man in the FCI, got a phone
Soon as I hang up with him, I get a FaceTime from Tony
Sitting in Copper Cove
Autobiography, Range Robe
Should've left my autograph on my project stove
Out here in the fields, we fight five meals
Take the apple pie to Massahausen
Kill whoever squeals in Maine, the hood got rich off of pills
Oxycodone, hydrochloride bought a thousand blues
From a nigga that don't use deodorant
And brush his teeth with chloride
This money is a war cry through the gastrointestinal
Grinding from a seven and a half to a joint
I am your tour guide from the era of Buster Browns and Floreshine
Clean as Floreshine, scream the devil, Aaron Neville, high pitch
If she in his face she can't be my bitch
It's that simple
Fiend money wild wrinkled
Emily's burger medium rare
Fries wild crinkled
I don't mix and mingle with your salt
I can tell what this crack money bought for real
No thoughts manufactured
Runaway slaves being captured
He almost ran out the statue of limitations
Ain't no limitations
It's life an imitation of mine
On the project roof looking for a sign, what not
So I bought a 125 plus another one
Son was on the run so long he forgot what he was runnin' from
When they called him, they reminded him
Gave him a hundred-something years
No tears, just a grin, he took it on the chin
Never let him see you sweat, we took that as a win
Force fields, four to five, perimeters patrol
From 01 to 03, three million nickel cracks were sold
Sold in the whole book of boogie and fuck what he could've been
Dead is what he should've been long time
Said the old lady in the window with her elbows on a pillow
Mice holes filled with brillo
She originally from Amarillo
Hey, hi, hey, hi
What's the signs your lack of compliance is the act of the fines?
I told you to pack your people up like a gentleman
Ladies and gentlemen, the ship is sinking, make your way to the life raft
George rap invisible stripes, bad types
21 gun-saluting, no rifles or shoes
Except wide and perpetual moving
I'm moving, two fools, 12 shoes
I'm coming in and it's slow
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.73] Uh, yeah
[00:05.29] Uh, yeah
[00:10.34] Uh, yeah
[00:11.45] I said, high wire, action wire, tax real life, not the wire
[00:15.04] We playin' with hellfire, see the Elmira inside of my easy wider
[00:19.48] Pull a fryer out to Todd Snyder, who's longest a all-nighter
[00:22.84] 40 made the oil brighter, with the white I'm sorta like an oil refiner
[00:27.33] China purifier, gotta dry it by the humidifier
[00:30.25] Can't let them eye you while you perspire, like work for hire
[00:34.31] Do your homework, you'll learn the work is fire
[00:36.58] Been taking risks, it's the greatest risk
[00:38.68] If you're rating a pen, if I ain't top ten, the list is created by atheists
[00:42.43] If you're hating, get your trachea slit
[00:44.24] Straight 86, ayy niggas stand with it
[00:46.92] You're ready to spit, hey
[00:48.81] Them niggas just chip off the old brick
[00:50.80] This is a colon cleanse, I took a golden shit
[00:52.72] Exploded on your Rick Owens fit
[00:54.83] No soaker killer older than Soberwit
[00:56.78] Just knowin' it's lit
[00:57.95] At that moment a smoker broke the stem
[00:59.82] The tip fell in the back of open chips
[01:02.02] Exposed to the kids, these wounds I'm openin' didn't mend
[01:05.28] What ain't come out in the wash, dead in the rinse
[01:07.70] Louis Vuitton cardigan get drenched
[01:09.51] Expensive garments on a cheap bitch, nigga
[01:14.03] Yeah
[01:16.07] Expensive garments on a cheap, yo
[01:20.87] Watch the cigarettes, you see the light in the window
[01:23.20] Microphone check
[01:27.33] Smooth ride up the west side, talking to my man in the FCI, got a phone
[01:30.89] Soon as I hang up with him, I get a FaceTime from Tony
[01:33.29] Sitting in Copper Cove
[01:34.57] Autobiography, Range Robe
[01:36.24] Should've left my autograph on my project stove
[01:38.43] Out here in the fields, we fight five meals
[01:40.44] Take the apple pie to Massahausen
[01:42.38] Kill whoever squeals in Maine, the hood got rich off of pills
[01:44.96] Oxycodone, hydrochloride bought a thousand blues
[01:48.40] From a nigga that don't use deodorant
[01:49.78] And brush his teeth with chloride
[01:51.04] This money is a war cry through the gastrointestinal
[01:53.77] Grinding from a seven and a half to a joint
[01:56.00] I am your tour guide from the era of Buster Browns and Floreshine
[01:59.27] Clean as Floreshine, scream the devil, Aaron Neville, high pitch
[02:02.69] If she in his face she can't be my bitch
[02:04.21] It's that simple
[02:05.28] Fiend money wild wrinkled
[02:06.30] Emily's burger medium rare
[02:08.16] Fries wild crinkled
[02:09.55] I don't mix and mingle with your salt
[02:11.15] I can tell what this crack money bought for real
[02:13.08] No thoughts manufactured
[02:13.98] Runaway slaves being captured
[02:15.44] He almost ran out the statue of limitations
[02:17.67] Ain't no limitations
[02:18.58] It's life an imitation of mine
[02:19.89] On the project roof looking for a sign, what not
[02:22.04] So I bought a 125 plus another one
[02:24.34] Son was on the run so long he forgot what he was runnin' from
[02:26.98] When they called him, they reminded him
[02:28.56] Gave him a hundred-something years
[02:29.83] No tears, just a grin, he took it on the chin
[02:32.28] Never let him see you sweat, we took that as a win
[02:34.62] Force fields, four to five, perimeters patrol
[02:36.67] From 01 to 03, three million nickel cracks were sold
[02:39.31] Sold in the whole book of boogie and fuck what he could've been
[02:42.18] Dead is what he should've been long time
[02:43.73] Said the old lady in the window with her elbows on a pillow
[02:46.16] Mice holes filled with brillo
[02:47.37] She originally from Amarillo
[02:48.31] Hey, hi, hey, hi
[02:49.80] What's the signs your lack of compliance is the act of the fines?
[02:52.23] I told you to pack your people up like a gentleman
[02:54.32] Ladies and gentlemen, the ship is sinking, make your way to the life raft
[02:57.68] George rap invisible stripes, bad types
[02:59.62] 21 gun-saluting, no rifles or shoes
[03:02.13] Except wide and perpetual moving
[03:03.85] I'm moving, two fools, 12 shoes
[03:05.73] I'm coming in and it's slow
[03:07.90]
[00:05.29] Uh, yeah
[00:10.34] Uh, yeah
[00:11.45] I said, high wire, action wire, tax real life, not the wire
[00:15.04] We playin' with hellfire, see the Elmira inside of my easy wider
[00:19.48] Pull a fryer out to Todd Snyder, who's longest a all-nighter
[00:22.84] 40 made the oil brighter, with the white I'm sorta like an oil refiner
[00:27.33] China purifier, gotta dry it by the humidifier
[00:30.25] Can't let them eye you while you perspire, like work for hire
[00:34.31] Do your homework, you'll learn the work is fire
[00:36.58] Been taking risks, it's the greatest risk
[00:38.68] If you're rating a pen, if I ain't top ten, the list is created by atheists
[00:42.43] If you're hating, get your trachea slit
[00:44.24] Straight 86, ayy niggas stand with it
[00:46.92] You're ready to spit, hey
[00:48.81] Them niggas just chip off the old brick
[00:50.80] This is a colon cleanse, I took a golden shit
[00:52.72] Exploded on your Rick Owens fit
[00:54.83] No soaker killer older than Soberwit
[00:56.78] Just knowin' it's lit
[00:57.95] At that moment a smoker broke the stem
[00:59.82] The tip fell in the back of open chips
[01:02.02] Exposed to the kids, these wounds I'm openin' didn't mend
[01:05.28] What ain't come out in the wash, dead in the rinse
[01:07.70] Louis Vuitton cardigan get drenched
[01:09.51] Expensive garments on a cheap bitch, nigga
[01:14.03] Yeah
[01:16.07] Expensive garments on a cheap, yo
[01:20.87] Watch the cigarettes, you see the light in the window
[01:23.20] Microphone check
[01:27.33] Smooth ride up the west side, talking to my man in the FCI, got a phone
[01:30.89] Soon as I hang up with him, I get a FaceTime from Tony
[01:33.29] Sitting in Copper Cove
[01:34.57] Autobiography, Range Robe
[01:36.24] Should've left my autograph on my project stove
[01:38.43] Out here in the fields, we fight five meals
[01:40.44] Take the apple pie to Massahausen
[01:42.38] Kill whoever squeals in Maine, the hood got rich off of pills
[01:44.96] Oxycodone, hydrochloride bought a thousand blues
[01:48.40] From a nigga that don't use deodorant
[01:49.78] And brush his teeth with chloride
[01:51.04] This money is a war cry through the gastrointestinal
[01:53.77] Grinding from a seven and a half to a joint
[01:56.00] I am your tour guide from the era of Buster Browns and Floreshine
[01:59.27] Clean as Floreshine, scream the devil, Aaron Neville, high pitch
[02:02.69] If she in his face she can't be my bitch
[02:04.21] It's that simple
[02:05.28] Fiend money wild wrinkled
[02:06.30] Emily's burger medium rare
[02:08.16] Fries wild crinkled
[02:09.55] I don't mix and mingle with your salt
[02:11.15] I can tell what this crack money bought for real
[02:13.08] No thoughts manufactured
[02:13.98] Runaway slaves being captured
[02:15.44] He almost ran out the statue of limitations
[02:17.67] Ain't no limitations
[02:18.58] It's life an imitation of mine
[02:19.89] On the project roof looking for a sign, what not
[02:22.04] So I bought a 125 plus another one
[02:24.34] Son was on the run so long he forgot what he was runnin' from
[02:26.98] When they called him, they reminded him
[02:28.56] Gave him a hundred-something years
[02:29.83] No tears, just a grin, he took it on the chin
[02:32.28] Never let him see you sweat, we took that as a win
[02:34.62] Force fields, four to five, perimeters patrol
[02:36.67] From 01 to 03, three million nickel cracks were sold
[02:39.31] Sold in the whole book of boogie and fuck what he could've been
[02:42.18] Dead is what he should've been long time
[02:43.73] Said the old lady in the window with her elbows on a pillow
[02:46.16] Mice holes filled with brillo
[02:47.37] She originally from Amarillo
[02:48.31] Hey, hi, hey, hi
[02:49.80] What's the signs your lack of compliance is the act of the fines?
[02:52.23] I told you to pack your people up like a gentleman
[02:54.32] Ladies and gentlemen, the ship is sinking, make your way to the life raft
[02:57.68] George rap invisible stripes, bad types
[02:59.62] 21 gun-saluting, no rifles or shoes
[03:02.13] Except wide and perpetual moving
[03:03.85] I'm moving, two fools, 12 shoes
[03:05.73] I'm coming in and it's slow
[03:07.90]