Кравц feat. Гио Пика - Опять Дожди

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tHe cOnTrAcT, featuring BRIYUMS

Lyrics;
BRIYUMS Verse;
lemme get hit, uh
in the beat just like some pussy
i be tearing it up
to the people that fuck with i'm saying this once
put distractions to the side
and the deed gets done
if you try to question why
is what you deem is fun
too many fucking times
that you chiefed this blunt
bitch you lucky that i'm high
i dont give no fucks, uh
time to get too turnt in this club
on tuesday, eugh
too focused on the now
to care what you say, eugh
i'm just steady fucking records up, Usain bolt
all baddies in my clique, we hella juicy, umm
bet you wanna taste,
first wipe that sorry ass look of your face
next don't ever think to look my way
you ain't got enough badges to fuck with my rank, aye
too lit i leveled up my range
gemstones fall out my pocket when im walking bank
swear its magic im finessing
on yo block bitch im big steppin'
knock knock knock like im rich stephens
i'm a 10 and your, mid range
how the fuck is your swag emanating bitch made
its no wonder that your leaving me with distaste
imma cut rhyme short cause your a disgrace.

TCA'S Verse;
I promised you a contract
Come with some honest contact
Filling the track with fly bars
When everyone else focused on the cars
Had a knack for smacking fakes for what they lacks
Pulling up with macs giving livid mother-fucks heart attacks
These the type of rhymes you find in constellations of stars
And the type of person you find with congregations of scars
And the type of boy that'll run ya pack then strap it back to your back, rack spent
And the type if the boy pull up, other guys will be wondering where their stacks went
They'll shoot the shot of come-back but will miss like shaq at the free throw
So know it's a low blow for the no show's who over-dose on NoDoz
Spitting out of this world work, operations on Mars
A boy got three instrumentals for one song, variations of guitars
This aint a song, this lyrical abuse, leaving these tracks in blues and blacks
It's cynical, no typical Booster packs
These raps feel more like soul negotiations of ours
These trees around me feel more like distractions to my limitations of my finest regards.

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