Listen to Grapes (feat. A\Villain & Solr) by Nalij

Grapes (feat. A\Villain & Solr)

Nalij

Hip-Hop/Rap

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
anthony joseph thomas
anthony joseph thomas
Songwriter
Aaron Jerome
Aaron Jerome
Songwriter
Israel Schaefer
Israel Schaefer
Songwriter

Lyrics

You asked for it and then you got it Tried to play the role of the fly on the Wall and then got swatted Reaching deep inside my bag of patience coming up with nadda They set a limit we're taking it to Infinity and beyond If you can even try to picture The mixture Talking elixir That's thicker Fuck you up quicker Predict her Future is full of new misters Who can't resist her Get richer Off bein slicker The kicker Is this bitch Never had a chance At the bottom of the river Like royalty I'm in control of thee Bashing skulls is a joy to me Never had a problem with fighting back There ain't no holdin me Hardened like I'm supposed to be Clearly there's no more foes to beat King of the castle bow to your knees And then meet my guillotine Fan me down with leaves While I'm perched on my throne Gone off so much trees In the twilight zone Bad bitch in my bed Bout to throw her the bone Excalibur motherfucker Pulling swords from the stones Once I've said it Embedded You can bet it My word is bond Unless I'm crossed And then it's off with your head and What I said is Gone out the motherfuckin window That's it though Like a sicko I'm bout to tear you limb from limb And chew the bones like pitbull Our computer is picking up a strange signal You better come look at it How many times I gotta remind you The tables are tilted these enemies are gonna find you Gotta be gifted Energy shifted Twisted timeloops Against a statistic Intend to die soon How many times I gotta remind em Apple doesn't move far from the bottom Get you in the crosshairs l dot 'em What you want I guarantee we got 'em What you a fucking paycheck Cause your late text Was a fake bet That's a fake bet Imma give your bitch a fucking taste test Cause she basic They all faceless Imma take that, now Imma find a way to do my own thing Do my own dance Do my own dream Do my own me And every time I come around the city People talk Yeah they love to talk diddy Do they really know me In this country The man who gives victory in battle Is prized Beyond every other man Sun Tzu War is deception Know your enemy And never let 'em know your direction Run the military bill up Let it go to collections Forge the names of your servants When you swore to protect them, aye Peace upon you Dreams don't come true Please don't feed the beast The teeth will crunch you Beat and punch you Free from these diseases Seek your function Each of us is siezed at junction, aye Birth of a soul Birth of a chip Uncover your purpose This isn't it Cast aside Monetary dividends System is an illusion Or Lucifer's pseudonym Sue the sin Required to move within Recruiting the cruelest men To move ya towards new laments Created your truth and then They baited you to defense Inflation and new arrest Are paces made to the end And it's the end
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