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Final Dark Skip
96
Hip-Hop/Rap
Final Dark Skip was released on July 20, 2009 by Black Day In July Productions as a part of the album Unbutton Your Holsters, Vol. 1
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Release DateJuly 20, 2009
LabelBlack Day In July Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevlaar 7
Kevlaar 7
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin B Cross
Kevin B Cross
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kevlaar 7
Kevlaar 7
Producer
Black Day Studio - Ward Street
Black Day Studio - Ward Street
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Solomon, Nasir would be here in two years
Absent thoughts, I bought another Heineken beer
Barely standing, shot my eyes at pecans random
Blurry sight all hands moved in tandems
Anthems unheard
Fuck is the flapping bird, huh?
That's the music? Fuck y'all do to it
Still sippin' the poison fluid
Concurrently elucid
Medicine to bet that, thinker slash drinker
Splinter one and three amplitude modulation
Past thirsty beverages Orbit moderation
Pacin' crooked towards the doors
Floors drop out, cement blocks watch out
The penile is waitin'
Brothers full of pride with they rides congregatin'
Chevy station wagons and 87 Cutties
Funny, we more gully with the drinks and our dunnies
Zonix, fists of fury start droppin' in flurries
Followed by a fracture in everybody's stature
Someone struck a gat had their ego in a rapture
Glasses got slapped up past a flash faster
Had me fast on my knees akin to the master
Bastard scattered rapid captured
Gun rule Middle East, Michigan
Pilling the Michelin
Motherfucker grabbed my arm again
Stay in one spot
Escape the chaos
They aim shots at supreme scenes
Segregate
Reciprocate my path
Yo, initiated peace
Reveal the piece of sin spree seen in the streets
Indeed, my attention was on the shot lickin'
These menacing whispers
Revolved, lead delivered
Fall split took off missing sea of dark all breathing
A stroke of my nose God damn it I'm bleeding
Crimson feeling prisons and hospital linens
Listen to Abdul
Lead a drinking to the fishes
Witness the fisticuffs
Twisting lead will rip you up
Awkward calm in my cup
But still was coughing in they palms
Arms is drawn when the palms start warring
Orange tinge flashes disperse the fascist
Crash this hapless, haphazard disaster
Comrades grabbed my arm and that's when it matted
Scattered on par with shards of Athens shattered
Intoxicated heart Yo, peace to Hank Gathers
Visions of existence
Confined in blind prisons
Litmus incisions built limitless decisions
Hours will leave you burned
The return is doubtful
Ask Detroit ****
Yo, blackouts are powerful
Written by: Kevin B Cross
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