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Anarchy
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Anarchy was released on October 9, 2020 by Blake Alexander as a part of the album Anarchy - Single
October 9, 2020
LabelBlake Alexander
LanguageEnglish
BPM83
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

Said we bring the anarchy
Shake the room off in this bitch you gon remember me
See me move better men in black your memories
Your 100 ain’t N*sync you ain’t no centipede
Bitch I’m on the move yes
She committed to the team she recruited
Talk too much she get cut like her loose ends
This arrow ollie queen Iont really know a cupid
Iont really know a cupid
Secret safe I ain’t fuckin with no loose lips
Back wood let it scream that’s a nuisance
Make a change in the system for the blueprint
Infiltrate the enemy
Oh she guilty now she bribing me with Hennessy
Yeah her ass from the south she from Tennessee
Yeah it clap when you hit it you hear giminey
Yeah you weak
Lil **** do the most
Do it for the underdog who’s story counts the most
I ain’t really for the sweets but the wrist is a la mode
I got gold
Need a rolls
Going Danny in a ghost
Yeah a **** well spoken
Need a Spanish chick who’s English you can tell broken
I ain’t clumsy only hit it cause it fell open
6’5 big splash like the well open
Shawty hit the ground wit it...
Like a pug off in a pool I might drown in it
Coming for the belt I want rounds in it
Pennywise how I spend, ima clown in it
Said we bring the anarchy
Shake the room off in this bitch yo gon remember me
See me move better men in black your memories
Your 100 ain’t N*sync you ain’t no centipede
I just got a paycheck
Big bag on my back like a weight vest
If It easy Iont want it I will wait yes
Just started I ain’t even at my apex
Tell em **** they ain’t safe yet
Johnny torch and I ain’t even lit my flame yet
Yo a goof you and me ain’t me ain’t the same threads
Yeah I’m grinding you just chillin you’re a lame threat
Ima dog ima dog
Ima do it for my dogs
Buy a whip from boojie
Take the roof off
Got a boss chick I don’t even care bout what she cost
Take her straight to south coast and buy her some Lacoste
Ima beast ima feast
All my moves been discrete
Always playin checkers when I’m moving towards my dream
Got velvetia if you guess hoe
I got queso in my jeans
Yeah you caught the bait
Caught the hook like the dream
When I step out
These **** start retreating
Yeah the say blake boy your kinda misleading
Yeah I been I dog I get the gold and I retrieve it
Yeah I’ve been a saint but Ima still ride in that demon
Diamonds color butter
All my **** breaking even
I got family different color
I had **** playing defense
Bonafide bucket if we talkin end of season
I got **** out in front
You would swear them **** leaking
Wrist got drip don’t drown like the deep end
I’ll take her anywhere **** all four seasons
Break big checks and they all split even
You not fuckin with the kid or the team fuck you thinking
Written by: Blake Alexander Andrews
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