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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ransom
Ransom
Performer
J. Arrr
J. Arrr
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Hinnant
James Hinnant
Songwriter
Randy Nicholls
Randy Nicholls
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chup The Producer
Chup The Producer
Producer

Lyrics

What is livin' with no obsessions? Got no discretions You know the reference behold the essence Know the lessons How you handle your liquor when holdin' weapons? I done took this hoodie off And the villain's my own reflection Soul possession Of a sober perception with no deception No depression Life's a test Niggas blessed when they know the questions Hope for blessings But I ain't gon' pray in no church to get 'em Curse the reverend 'Cause he fake Only snakes got a thirst for venom Search my denim Then fire this piece like I burnt the emblem First amendment Spit a fiery piece like a verse from Lennon (Lennon) They say that a liar's the worse defendant We ain't breakin' no rules But it's hurts to bend 'em Turnt the pendulum Now it's swingin' in our direction A martyr stressin' Satan's tryna ruin ya business But you got God investin' Hard to question Harbour these dark infections they start infestin' Father left him Now I'm the greatest rapper A star was destined (a star was destined) You choose a path or it chooses you (chooses you) Don't let your master confuse ya view (confuse ya view) A near disaster is beautiful The first to disregard all his work is last in his cubicle (in his cubicle) Uh, like that kid from Nazareth Jerusalem Born to lead Niggas they still attack and abusin' you Hear the laughs and amusement through the speakers Who critiques us worse than our Own reflections? Respect to the true believers Uber eats deliver food for thought These niggas tricky like true or false I'm true to fault But I do it raw with fewer faults They blowin' smoke spittin' hookah bars Come 'bout my dough I need them Gouda bars Who's to call when you're pursuin' guidance? Who's winnin' and who's survivin'? Who's stealin' and who's providin'? You'll find those answers can scissor through the skies is They fake tough but behind closed doors really be Juvenile just so you understand I give you slow motion Flow's colder than ice rinks in Nov' Scotia Most omens be right under your nose And you won't notice Once broken trust can cause a division A gross quota reading bread with 2020 I see clearer than ever Only strive to keep my spirit together Time has limits So I spit it with intentions I'll be livin' forever And once I'm gone they'll treat my lyrics as treasure I feel like Beckham Just peep how I kick it But everything is natural hair Just juices and berries One of the best at dodgin' blows But use is for pairing I only hide from the lies The truth shouldn't scare me (shouldn't scare me) Nigga
Writer(s): Randy Jay Nicholls, James Hinnant, Lucas Muniz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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