| They go through the gutter that morbid sound
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| I said razorblade music
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| I crossed the border to link with Marmel
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| It’s that it’s that razor sharp shit
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| I ain’t tryna bring the nineties back
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| It’s that razorblade music
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| I’m tryna keep my head on this jobless back
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| Yeah yeah it’s that-
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| Facts!
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| We fuckin' love or nothing know me God he get jealous
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| I’m in California Republic out there fuckin' with Suspect (What up?)
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| Got that jet fuel budget six the oz
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| Smoke a half pound in a week I think I OD’d
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| And I got that cookie bags ready you can smell it through the plastic
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| Break down a package and sell it to the masses
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| Smoke my ashes when I’m dead and gone
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| She got a fat ass and her head is on I take her down to set the tone
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| Hit 'em wrong or right it’s all about my life
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| I’m on that red eye flight with my red eyes tight
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| You know my dogs off the pile of steel
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| These hoes going broke for a dollar bill
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| Kill or be killed these streets have gotta chill
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| Say I don’t feel 'cause what’s real is real
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| Never bite my tongue that might stop a meal
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| That shit is not the deal
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| Call my warriors get riled up and smash like an eight od pileup on anyone
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| riding us
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| They go through the gutter that morbid sound
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| I said razorblade music
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| I crossed the border to link with Marmel
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| It’s that it’s that razor sharp shit
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| I ain’t tryna bring the nineties back
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| It’s that razorblade music
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| I’m tryna keep my head on this jobless back
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| Yeah yeah it’s that-
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| Yo! |
| Crack!
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| The plug pull the hand it’s the beginning of the end
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| Calling shots off the bank you going short at the rim
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| We too deep it’s too rough in the waters that we swim
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| We got sharks that comes in packs ripping bones from the skin
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| Body bag positive you only watching where we live
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| You stay at home like a bitch while we eating off the shit
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| This the underground kid no wearing skinny jeans
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| Stayin' hungry when we spit fuck a fetty wap and clique
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| Yo surrounded by warriors only axes when we swing
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| Got a mouth full of bling fill blunts like a machine
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| Got a lock on my green like my safe full of weed
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| Boy we like what we see we goin' in with the heat
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| I’m slaying sixteens like a serial killer
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| Getting ill I fill up wood with that kush vanilla
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| That purp OG you know me for rilla
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| I get scrilla with my team have you run like J Dilla
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| They go through the gutter that morbid sound
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| I said razorblade music
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| I crossed the border to link with Marmel
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| It’s that it’s that razor sharp shit
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| I ain’t tryna bring the nineties back
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| It’s that razorblade music
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| I’m tryna keep my head on this jobless back
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| It’s that it’s that-
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| Facts! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Razorblade Music , by - Reel Wolf. Song from the album Razorblade Music, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп