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COULD'VE BEEN ME AND YOU

Escape

Kill Kill Kill FT CRA$HOUT - ALLPLATS

always gotta hat but its no capparoni

always gotta mac i got that slapper on me

shawty got on top i told her ride it like u had a pony

boy got his watch on lose im finna snatch his rolex


boy want smoke wit me i killed him like i’m dr phil

acid n shrooms got me trippin and i popped a seal

bih said she pregnant like i didn’t know she on the pill

bih said you 2 good to me… are you really real

nah i ain’t tho
if it’s under 2000 i ain’t headin to bank tho

u flexin all that cash jus to fuck up on a stank hoe

biddy ate my semen said i’m tastin like a mango

sippin on water and this bitch still naggin me

kickin up my feet cuz i really made the bag with ease

upped the blick like frozone i really made him freeze 

blowin smoke into the ozone i ain’t tryna save a g

i almost tried to save a hoe 

but she said there’s no savin me

bitch how u finna start a fight n then start blamin me

hoe axe me how many bars i’m off i said maybe 3

hoe axe why she at my crib i said ion know maybe leave

i got the pack for free so i made it cheap

u ain’t ever made a stack u ever ain’t made a g

i spent 10gs before i even started smokin weed
yeahhhhhh

i spent 10gs before i even started smokin weed

i need some head please before i leave the crib to serve a fiend

why the fuck gotta blick if u would never hurt a flea

all up on my dick n then they swear they never heard of me

never hmu but when they needin shit they turn to me 

rollin up the sticky in a blunt i’m finna burn a g

i was really mixin up the dex wit a deuce of lean


biddy got on a trampoline and jumped to conclusions

i had to leave da hoe cuz she too fuckin confusin 

biddy must be off the bennys she had a bunch of delusions

my homie off the henny tryna jumpstart a buick

i was off the henny 
i was off the henny runnin from the boys in blue tryna lose it

biddy really hmu first i wasn’t tryna choose it

fuckin on a asian chick we listenin to china music

perc wit the xan got me 
perc wit the xan got me flown like i flied and flew it

my homie threw me da bag i ain’t ask why he threw it

i’m in the end zone so my dawg threw a spiral

i was off the benzos i was feelin suicidal

u ain’t stayin 10 toes focus on who’s beside you

u near to the end tho i hope u lose and cry too i never gave a fuck

i put 8 ounces ina wood when tryna face a blunt

i put 8 ounces ina 2 litre when im tryna drank a cup

bitch tryna sell herself ion know who need her but the skank is up


if u wanna help yoself go and get some fries and bag it

i got a bundle of sticks on me like i was a faggot 

yeah it’s a bunch of them blicks on me if u tryna snag it

yo man’s a punk and a snitch homie dyin a maggot

i drag it  when i put my balls on her face

drink a keg bitch when i’m posted at the mall wit the mace on me

i just killed 3 suckas cuz they fake homie

then i pulled out my board and hit a fakie on em

dawg those kicks are ass u could never make me want em

no i ain’t a communist i’ll never be chasin stalin

almost had a bad day but then i realized wait i’m ballin


in the function wit the heat i know they felt that tension

popped dawg at a spelling bee can you spell precision

red jacket but my belt is crimson

my yung dawg a tweaker he took a L for attention

when he off the crack he could weld a suspension 

smoke so much weed bitch i fell to ceilin

i ain’t gon apologize for shit i can’t help that i’m winnin

always gotta hat but its no capparoni
always gotta mac i got the slapper on me x4

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No Capparoni [Lyrics In Desc]

I played in a short and simple melody with chords that I totally loved while I was making an organ patch - though it made me sad, too. I couldn't help but turn it into a full track, with a build up in variations as we get to it. The subtle percussive noises remind me of butterflies in flight.

Nowhere else to land

High Desert Princess

Coming Round Again

These are the lyrics - that I haven't added.


First rule of yo-yos:
In defiance of Issac Newton
What goes down
Must come back up again.

First school of no-nos:
A reliance on someone else, so
What goes in
Is something they're not complicit in.

Send help.
Is that so difficult?
What a waste of so-called wealth
On those who helped 
Only themselves.

First Rule of Yo-Yos

Track off the album City Limits Volume 1 by producer Stony100 of Round Table  Music Group.

COULD'VE BEEN ME AND YOU

King DCN

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