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THE CRUCIBLE
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Murad-Deshawn Hakim Williams
Murad-Deshawn Hakim Williams
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod. By T. Hef
Prod. By T. Hef
Producer

Letra

(LOOK, YEA) Push me past my precipice, I'll probably end up monetized (Monetized) Whipping in a foreign and the engine sound like a Poltergeist (Poltergeist) Speeding demon, I'm creeping, Yea I'm sitting right Niggas feening, They feening, Gotta get'em right (Get'em) Guess whose creeping on you and yo block, Yea I knew It (Knew It) Niggas keep on talking like "DSVEN ain't gone do it" How in the fuck do you feel when a nigga like me come in keeping it real? I talk to much, I spend too much, and yea you know the drill (BITCH!) Gas the motor, Engine going stupid going dumb fast Skeerting down the block and now we shooting, Man we dumb foul Gotta stay persistent In the vision, It get volatile Dior's just like some Christians cross my T's and dot my I's now And those moves was crucial, With the gang religiously look like "The Crucible" In the trenches everyday, Wonder what you would do? My Niggas sold and squared away on all sides like a "Rubik's Cube" we showed and proved Demo after Demo, Imma Demo session DemiGod, Spears that I posses, Even Poseidon had a dented rod Anything you did I already tried it, Solutions over problems, I can solve it, Imma Psychic Demo after Demo, Imma Demo session DemiGod, Spears that I posses, Even Poseidon had a dented rod Anything you did I already tried it, Solutions over problems, I can solve it, Imma Psychic Demo after Demo, Demo after Demo, Demo after Demo, Demo after Demo Demo after Demo, Imma Demo session DemiGod, Solutions over problems, I can solve it, Imma Psychic Push me past my precipice, I'll probably end up monetized (HMM!) Whipping in a foreign and the engine sound like a Poltergeist (HMMM!) Speeding demon, I'm creeping, Yea I'm sitting right Niggas feening, They feening, Gotta get'em right Guess whose creeping on you and yo block, Yea I knew It Niggas keep on talking like "DSVEN ain't gone do it" (I AM!) How in the fuck do you feel when a nigga like me come in keeping it real? I talk to much, I spend too much, and yea you know the drill (BITCH!) Gas the motor, Engine going stupid going dumb fast Skeerting down the block and now we shooting, Man we dumb foul Gotta stay persistent In the vision, It get volatile Dior's just like some Christians cross my T's and dot my I's now And those moves was crucial, With the gang religiously look like "The Crucible" In the trenches everyday, Wonder what you would do? My Niggas sold and squared away on all sides like a "Rubik's Cube" we showed and proved
Writer(s): Murad-deshawn Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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