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The G.O.A.T (Greatest Obstacle Always Time)

Brenda's Baby

prod. @slvg420

LYRICS:

The director, no one do it better,
Knowing what I’m saying,
Got it down to the letter,
Fuck a paragraph, I could tell you in the header,
Heading for the top and I’ll be chillin’ there forever

Calling shots, I’ma pop, no pistol,
Show you what I’m doing in the future, no crystal,
Eyes on the prize,
I’ma take you for a ride,
On the rise, I’ma shine,
Like a tree full of tinsel, yeah,
Said they cannot see the vision,
What do they know?
Fake it till you make it,
Or I put you on the payroll,
Try to take ‘em higher, 
But them bitches wanna stay low,
Try to use the legend,
Motherfucker, I’ma say no

The director, no one do it better,
Knowing what I’m saying,
Got it down to the letter,
Fuck a paragraph, I could tell you in the header,
Heading for the top and I’ll be chillin’ there forever

Been a menace,
Using it for leverage,
Know that time’s precious,
So be careful how you spend it,
Counting on surroundings,
You better count your blessings,
If I’ve never seen it,
Then I know I can invent it, yeah,
So active, it’s a call to action,
Anything you’re lacking,
I bet that I can have it,
Somewhere in between Mr. Scrooge and Bob Cratchit,
Doing what I gotta with or without any backing, yeah

The director, no one do it better,
Knowing what I’m saying,
Got it down to the letter,
Fuck a paragraph, I could tell you in the header,
Heading for the top and I’ll be chillin’ there forever

THE DIRECTOR (PROD. SLVG)

Chillin g ProdChaos

Say Goodnight

Bloobeam

LYRICS:

Let ‘em loose,
Like a missile that be ripping off the roof,
Fuck a truce,
Let the evil show the people to their doom,
Introduced to the faces of a war at your door,
Making more fucking weapons than they ever had before,
Where the bodies go?
Dump ‘em in the ditches by the truckload,
Ask the about the numbers, they gon’ tell you “who the fuck knows,”
Wave a fucking flag just to use as an excuse,
Nothing new, start a war,
Better gather all the troops,
They produce only hatred and destruction, never homes,
Got no food for the needy, better leave ‘em skin and bones,
“Just as long as I got enough money for myself,
Got my wealth, fuck your health,
Get a job and that’ll help y’all…”

Y’all bad motherfuckers, bad motherfuckers, bad,
Sad motherfuckers, sad motherfuckers, sad,
Y’all bad motherfuckers, bad motherfuckers, bad,
Doesn’t matter what you need,
Never touching what I have

Round ‘em up,
Drag them motherfuckers to the city’s center,
Know the people fucking mad ‘cause we could be doing better,
In the end,
Making sure they never do this shit again,
Everybody’s fucking singing while they’re swinging in the wind,
String ‘em up,
We don’t give a fuck,
‘Cause we had enough,
People spitting on their bodies after what they did to us,
Through the years,
Took advantage of our blood, sweat, and tears,
Now the people came together,
No more living in the fear

Y’all bad motherfuckers, bad motherfuckers, bad,
Sad motherfuckers, sad motherfuckers, sad,
Y’all bad motherfuckers, bad motherfuckers, bad,
Doesn’t matter what we need,
Never touching what you have


Chillin g ProdChaos

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