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@nevikmusic {prod. Freddie Joachim & Pac Div}
life is like an assassin
it’s creeping on ya fishy like a crab named sebastion
and every couple days we feel like all were surpassing
is flawed an inflicting the feeling like were trespassing
I’m passing, the ball, the car, the blunt and the junt.
I’m passionate enough but sleeping on an old ass bunk
You said you sold grass huh, I say you stole last punk,
You ride the train I lay the tracks for and you’re bold ass drunk
I’m stressing, impressing, finessing,
aw
I’m pressing, the button, I’m blessing all these folks
With my dumb ass jokes, broke a poll about a question bout how much I toke. I’m broke, so I guess I got a fix it.
But maybe after I can capture one gold nixon
slipped on cold mittens, catapult through kitchens
On a mission, but shit its halted by a ninja with a vision.
Chorus
Don’t get crept on, otherwise you’ll wind up bein slept on.
Don’t get stepped on, otherwise you’ll wind up bein swept off.
The ninja didya a favour
He bridged a gap across a trap you praise him a saviour
You savoured the flavour of been a player but now your behaviour panders to ravers and rolled up pieces of paper.
Inhale on the gas, the ninja was fast,
It’s over faster then the first, the second, the last,
This women just a manifestation of the past
I’ll be shocked if anybody tells a buddy these facts.
I got them drums so clear.
I’m panning from your ear to the gold
You told a thirsty soul about the embers for the coals.
Remembering, assembling forgotten old goals.
Top shelf hat trick, kicking back those goals.
Do myself self a back flip and diving in new flows.
They slept on my shit but now I’m pulling in dough.
That ninja gonna ditch ye for a brand new host.
Chorus
Don’t get crept on, otherwise you’ll wind up bein slept on.
Don’t get stepped on, otherwise you’ll wind up bein swept off.
1, 2, 3, I’ts you or me, come hate, you’ll see my blade,
I’ll free your ribs from your waist
take a shot of toxic chemical waste.
take a shot I got 2 stock my twins identical face
But we fraternal, infernal and popping more than a kernel.
You stepped on my turf, we got some nerf but shit that shits gonna hurt, we got a metallic word. were so absurd cuz were nerds. we are referred to the shepards that herd the sheep in the depths of the coral reef cuz were sharks with the big ass teeth and your drowning and we just breathe,
Observing the anchor around your ankle from above
Observing your anger but your still tranquil cuz you love
Your music and I recall, calling for assistance.
Persistence was required just to close up the distance
We’re leaving only those at the bottom who stay stubborn.
Jayson, Jake, Daniel, Hunter, Todd, Dom burn the rubber.
- Genre
- by lukario