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Crissy XOXO·3:34

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messed around with some vocal layering in studio

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verse

"too many commas," is what my mama said

my daddy was playin' bob marley, writin' from a honda

"is she talkin' with an accent? oh, my god"

you would too, if your car from london

you don't do it like you did back then, you're redundant

you went from dungeon to trunk, ninjaa, you frontin'

nobody'll miss you if i hold a gun to you

bodied your issue, and nobody comfort you

nobody'll write if you only do cover tunes

nobody'll like if you never try somethin' new

i ain't finna say it again, the first time i said it

it was cleverly layered and ten steps ahead of you

y'all keep lettin' the dumbin' shit set the precedent

i don't wanna say it again, don't be negligent

this ain't a blemish, it's the birthmark of the renaissance

can't let the legacies of fellas develop a felony

get that shadow off of my family tree

and if you wanna teach 'em something about perseverance

play this all the way through 'til you get to the end of me

put me on the wall of ogs

my spot now reserved, i'm permanent, no lease

vvs vision

symptom of the system

lyrics so rich, you should pay a subscription

better pay me to listen

whole gang with me and they really some villains

verse

but the pen and the pad don't write themselves

they need an entity, that's where i come in

my blood, sweat and tears go into this music

until they run thin, it's not amusing

and everybody got a motherfuckin' opinion

but they all sound the same, the cycle's vicious

the symptoms of the system

they tryna kill us softly, death by addiction

you better pay attention

if i gave you my perspective, would you even listen?

would you even listen?

verse

pardon me, partner, please, this is a preview

scoop you in my subaru, we can go for seafood

tell me where you want to meet, 2:45, meet you

scuba in the seaweed, on a different frequency

need an out-of-body just to try and understand me

you can talk to me when you learn to speak freely

vvs vision, symptom of the system

lyrics so rich, you should pay a subscription

for a rapper with some conviction, pick me, i'm your description

write the definition of who writes definitions

in case you didn't listen, i made it so you could hear me

close your eyes, now you can see me clearly

told you i was seeing clearly, but it's barely

only for a second, then it's back to the present

turn the tv off, watch me rap in your peripheral

it's so real, he could almost see me in his living room

said i'm number one, no number two

this a limited edition, who are you?

i don't know you, can't relate to you

when you talk, all i hear is static, boo

static is the opposite of my moves

came from the bleachers, now i'm kickin' up my sneakers

vee ess ess vision, yeah, i'm good in the kitchen

whipping up dishes, i reserve the resilience

i don't spend much, i just preserve all my millions

persistence is a gift from the wisdom of the brilliant

no need for description

call 'em when i see 'em

only thing i'm dodgin' is the mausoleum

god's beggin' me to free 'em

pardon, but we do not believe 'em

moses parted red sea

put the slaves in the phantom, leather seats

keep the river runnin', egyptian currency

power from the sun and the moon and the sea

only time i talk to god is when i'm on my knees

or when i'm on my back and i'm gaspin', "oh, please"

back when i was young, i used to only smoke trees

now i smoke these bars and give the people what they need

gucci ostrich boa constrictor sofa in the cobra kai dojo

pinot pours and imports flow over torso

we eatin' good, understand that it's free

i got the recipe to turn my dreams into cheese

bringin' home cheddar, mozzarella and brie

be a dear and bring it here, the wine and the cheese

so we can enjoy all this food on a lease

'til my cup runneth over and i have to repeat

this life is a cycle and we living in green

rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat, rinse, repeat

verse

apocalyptic new era, moon terrorist

the soon-to-be most dangerous lyricist

they sellin' dreams on the street

i was born for the seat

put my mind on the beat, divine in defeat

i could live a life of sin, that's fine with me

as long as i don't die on my knees

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