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MOORS is Lakeith Stanfield and Hrishikesh Hirway
http://wearemoors.com

Theres a young man named King
petrified fields smell of evaporated blood
bullet shells for rocks 
he walks and walks across 
giving everything he got taking everything he needs 
scared mad at the whole world
paranoia paramedics sound like background music 
and soon he loves it 
he loves it to death 
numb 
stupid 
though in the intestines of his roots deep down he knew 
so he grew...

We used to run with the goons subtle and smooth
Untouchable troop 
Gutter platoon 
Used to treat em like poon
Fucking snuff em and move 
Leaving hundreds of bloody bloody tombs under the moon 
My baby brain the images plagued it 
Left niggas whole soul vicious and vacant
Like fuck it on flagrant there's no such thing as right 
Bring the flame to white to get the flavor nice 
Scatterbrain rocket propelled grenade-like 
Never had a thing all I knew was hate life  
Fuck the world with the bomb lit pipe 
Take a lic from my great poison ivy mike
Trayvon fingers on them death notes 
Way beyond criminal we death row 
Sinning skin the Seminole 
Skimming off the brim then we're gone with the wind
Lic and let's go 

Out of the flame from where the heat at
Into the plains where the enemies meet defeat 
Up on the reigns long as the beat slap 
Down with the gang we the OGs out in these streets
You are a king 
Gold in the inner you 
They oughta know gotta get it to em bring it to em 
Let it be shown no matter who's in the room 
They wanted more? Gotta get it to em 

I was tired of being stepped and moved back 
Bought a jacket made of teflon and two strapped 
Told these bitches we can get it on 
Lynching he king 
To bring the shit down like bombs in Arab spring 
In my city I'm a king 
All of my street dreams manifested impossible things 
On me 
Keep my conscience stream concrete 
If my heart stay true all my people gun eat
Nothing to loose 
Thug on the loose 
Bringing a truth back 
Blood on a noose 
Gold on my neck 
Diamonds are all black 
Don't be surprised when I don't know how to act 
Fuck a copper we going platinum 
Coming straight out the trap 
And on the track constantly flogging them until they get torn 
A lot of victors in my vile still trapped in the storm 
Couldn't afford to talk to the lord 
Nigga we poor 
But we still feel royal so we toil in war 

Out of the flame from where the heat at
Into the plains where the enemies meet defeat 
Up on the reigns long as the beat slap 
Down with the gang we the OGs out in these streets
You are a king 
Gold in the inner you 
They oughta know gotta get it to em bring it to em 
Let it be shown no matter who's in the room 
They wanted more? Gotta get it to em

King

Lakeith Stanfield & Hrishikesh Hirway
wearemoors.com

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