| Ay Craven
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| Yeah man, this shit is gorgeous right here
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| It’s glorious, it’s the perfect backdrop
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| Let me paint this scene for y’all
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| Shit is gory, man
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| Yeah (I'm tellin' y’all man)
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| Look, look, let’s get it
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| Look, first time I seen a face explode was about eight years old (true)
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| My mama prayed so she can save my soul (our Father)
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| It changed my goal seein' brains exposed (yeah), no one explained it though
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| Everything is lit when you livin', but ya grave is cold (yeah)
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| Y’all don’t really want it with Duffle, ain’t no exchangin' blows
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| Shotties blow you out of ya fit, look like you changin' clothes (bla-ouw!)
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| Yeah, you heard them painful groans
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| Choppers hang you up when they ring, think you should change ya tone
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| Honestly I’m one of the greatest, but never claimed his throne
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| I don’t need no spins on ya playlist, my shit’s engraved in stone (yeah)
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| These labels got too many slaves to own
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| That’s why I’m workin' behind the scenes to get somethin' for y’all to claim
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| and own (let's go)
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| King Leonidas when he reigned in Rome, painted scrolls
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| Ancient poems, buried by kings right where they laid his bones (woo!)
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| Yeah, still y’all remain some clones
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| Hope you die a horrible death and suffer in pain alone (yeah)
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| Became apparent I was raisin' chrome, high as any plane or drone
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| Killers with guns that they never aimed and blown (bla-ouw!)
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| Wire taps that got arranged in phones
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| Don’t be that nigga that’s comin' back from that party and find a stranger home
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| For real man, yeah
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| Ah man, this shit is luxurious
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| Ha, this, this this torture is luxurious
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| You hear that
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| Oh, oh, yeah, let’s get it |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Master , by - Ransom. Song from the album Directors Cut, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп