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Pardon the Interruption (PTI)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Pardon the Interruption (PTI) was released on July 12, 2024 by PureV3 as a part of the album Last Call - EP
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Release DateJuly 12, 2024
LabelPureV3
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM130

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PureV3
PureV3
Performer
J-Swain
J-Swain
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jason Willis
Jason Willis
Composer
Javon Harris
Javon Harris
Composer

Lyrics

I got the best fans
I keep the best crowds
Gas on smoke, ****
Shit's just too loud
We'll go chill out
But I'm just too wild
A perfect, unique, regimented, evidence-style, ****
Just in
You couldn't phase me
All of my **** been waiting
Sorry for those who's impatient
Over obsessing on greatness
Ayy
Never gonna see me flaking
Four quarter J what they claimed him
A fistful of light to help with your sight
It might be wrong, but it sure feels right
Ayy
I'm so lost off will
Almost got myself killed
Came back, twist up the game
Triangle lock, now you know it's real
Won't let up too much to give
Would give it all, fuck a win
Just the happiness for my twins
Won't stop till it's lasted
Hell on earth is what you make it, kid
Purest **** when I'm in your crib
Feed your baby with a lil' bib
I'm up top, you know you need a sip
This the type of shit you got your piff
This the type of shit you wanna smoke
This the shit right here, it ain't no joke
I got the best fans I keep the best crowds Gas on smoke
**** Shit just too loud We'll go chill out But I just too
Wild A perfect unique regimented evidence-style ****
I tell them take it or leave it a deal on the table
So that mean we eatin'
Just cause you up for the moment
I live in a moment that don't mean we even
They told me to own it
I seen an opponent and you can bet on it
I beat them
For winnin' a glutton
You pressin' my buttons
My **** will gut em and bleed em
And that's where we leave em
My **** will up and then bust for no reason
Like **** who needs him
Just to be sure I said more if you breathing
Like it's her in season
He told him he'd do it, he should've believed him
His family grieving
Cause he pulled up and popped down and nobody seen him
My **** is demon enough on the coat
Like the blunt in the wound, leave it up in the smoke
With a bad little bitch dick up in the throat
By the latest Mac now I get up on the road
With some kissing OJ, I don't fuck with the Pope
In a row like I fuck with the Pope
Don't trust the soul, you can fuck with my poet
Came out the window and I don't leave my post
I got the best fans
I keep the best crowds
Gas on smoke, ****
Shit's just too loud
We'll go chill out
But I'm just too wild
A perfect, unique, regimented, evidence-style, ****
Just in
Written by: Jason Willis, Javon Harris
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