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All on Iwo Jima Yeah, ties close, I whittled 'em down Stick it to 'em by sticking around The gang all on Iwo Jima Got one flag and it stick in the ground Setting up shop Think I got the message across Came for the titles, impressive to watch We play at the levels of letterman jocks Pins on jacket, the merit's abundant The point of the road where it's barren and rugged HUSH and I plotting on Paris and London The products of not being scared of some judgment Gotta stay in the cut Cut ya off if you ain't making the cut Couldn't tell you who the hell is the behind us You start to forget when you stay in the front if it's up And it's up for grabs No remorse for who I'm taking it from Numbers I give 'em on scoreboard Is the only form of us staying in touch That's saying enough It's time to receive for all the favors I've done Too late for y'all to switch teams Everybody getting big leagued Product flying off the shelf What's in store for us? Known to hit a hole in one look at the crowd and shoulder shrug Shots are limited I'm Scaramanga with the golden gun Posted up Ready for whatever boy you know what's up Ties close, I whittled 'em down Stick it to 'em by sticking around The gang all on Iwo Jima Got one flag and it stick in the ground Setting up shop Think I got the message across Came for the titles, impressive to watch We play at the levels of letterman jocks (yeah) Shout out to Steve The boy getting love from the harsh critics Strauss hit me bi weekly to tell me keep taking it further You aren't finished and I gotta listen They need sumn' to believe in And see that I'm actually breathing and doing it real time Love to pull and idea out thin air Act on it and profit from it in real life If we not aligned, don't present me a dotted line Yeah, I'm the QB But I ain't handing nothing off for someone to monetize And it goes for the birds too Can't give her the time if a dollar's what caught her eyes They get X'd out 'fore they have the potential to be my ex I know all the plays I'm a seasoned vet Yeah, always showin' up Known to hit a hole in one look at the crowd and shoulder shrug Shots are limited I'm Scaramanga with the golden gun Posted up Ready for whoever boy you know what's up Ties close, I whittled 'em down Stick it to 'em by sticking around The gang all on Iwo Jima Got one flag and it stick in the ground Setting up shop Think I got the message across Came for the titles, impressive to watch We play at the levels of letterman jocks Ties close, I whittled 'em down Stick it to 'em by sticking around The gang all on Iwo Jima Got one flags (yeah)
Writer(s): Moritz Rinscheid, Angelo Emanuel Kusko, Scott Olliver Joseph, Olof Adam Grund Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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