Krime Krawl (feat. G-Facemurderer)

• Written by  • Featuring G-FaceMurderer

// Key J (0:31) //
Yeah, them armed robbers 'gon follow you home, stop your lil' stroll
Rob you blind, pay bail, and dodge the parole, officer no
I didn't see them, what they wore, or even saw where they go
City swallowed me whole, Off-duty Officer ready to cock, let it blow
We just two dirty nasty muh'fuckers, con-men with goals
The common concept, notion of droppin' college is gone,
'Cause that implies we could get into a college at all
Drop your dreams and let 'em shatter on the hard wooden floor
Change slip between the hands of riddled teens
Flickin' Nicotine, the midst of inner-city beef
Go 'head and take that to the grave, pay your respects
Overdose might be a fate worse than death
Changin' pace in breath, pain in each step,
Double over on the steps, strain in your chest
Sudden death, lots of mercy but there ain't no respect,
Triple X...
// G-Face // (1:32)
G' that kaiju with kaiji wit, be careful who you gamble with, wig split in action with a double lift.
9s and 5s be working over time like 9 to 5, call me Cthulhu the way my bullets split tides.
Fake churches be splitting tithes, preaching the gospel yet won't split the sea over a subside.
A heart of stone and hard labor, the world don't care unless you chasing green paper.
On cornerstones selling white vapers, serpents be lurking, venom infused idiots drinking shot chasers.
Locked down in the J. building, abbildung from the crime systems, locked in loaded, now the bullet kiss em.
I be that vigilante, sea shanty type vendetta, V my only hope, they all tryna plot against G' with a agenda, that's just a propaganda.

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KeyJ
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