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crunch (feat. IAM13E)

Mr. AL

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Mr.AL - crunch feat. IAM13E (Official Audio)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Blaise Penny Kirkwood
Blaise Penny Kirkwood
Songwriter
Alex Baider
Alex Baider
Songwriter

Lyrics

I should probably go to bed Don't believe in doubt and dread See it's just I'm too obsessed Do it more you do it less I do not get overwhelmed Happy there's hide in shells Trust the trials Till the transportation turns to wing propels Leave behind some big shoes Need dome like igloos I'm the one who flys So what do pigs do? It's a while when Is it? Think it's time to Send pigeons Every where's my home So make sure that there's yams At your friends giving I'm coming over Make sure there's mellows on the top Boogie nights I'm at the Trop Who's the cream of all crops Watch me grow I'm harvesting Heading up my partisan I could pass like anyone I don't care who's guard it is People want a piece of me but I just want some piece of mind How could I be average when I only get this piece of time Sliver morsel Bit remorseful You can stay with limits fine Shit go rise your hands but you can't rinse my shine Drumming till the doors unlocked and Put it down till Porsche is knocking Kick is hitting it's my written Kitten petting Shits sticking not far from shocking Five am and someone's knocking But I'm still in bed And I understand they don't get my shit or understand So I'm over read And I'm overlooked And I can't wait till I'm overbooked Not over heard Don't follow herds I follow words It's sentences till it's comatose It's penmanship till I overdose I feel it now so I open notes Mediocrity is common sadly and that's the hope for most Yo Man like Mr.AL went in Come and get it Hands down we stick goals and do it wholly Keep taking shots what the puck there's no goalie No need to whip it I av a cardo guacamole What comes out my mouth is for man kind like Mick Foley And sure it's raw like a mandible claw Open wide and say aww And leave you in awe Yeah we build the bridges And sure we open doors More for you to explore We put in work this ain't a chore Cause I double down and I double up N It's trouble now you fucking up So you huddle round and I made the cut I'm in a muddle now I saw that bubble butt I saw bubble bust Ladies saying that they loving us Is it loving now or is it lust Bring the cuddle in cause either way cause I ain't fussed I write these songs with a Midas touch Who knows who I just might touched Inspired purpose fired up Sober with zoot are they lighting up Lifted and stairs that they climbing up Take it steady now cause we ain't trying to rush It's a Bris expression is kind of lush So as this bump please just mind my cup But This ain't some liquor it's water A literate author Mystic endorser Built some shit with some bricks and some mortar To give some You can fill in the blanks is that just shit that I thought of When it clicks Huh You'll be my biggest supporter Somewhere between this is lit and that shit was some torture A scripted cryptic enforcer To get the bag quick like you being strict with the porter We some headliners like its write by reporter Oh my goodness You're a wizard Blaise Now it's my turn
Writer(s): Blaise Kirkwood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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