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lirik lagu gray slash black – dj altolanky

[verse 1: dj altolanky]
one two cream with the big orange machine
i’m b*tterin’ and crunchin’ and getting pretty lean off the
super size, going til the sunrise, super high
driving til i think i die (think i die)
it’s gray slash black and i’m taking it back to the big guns
playing it just for fun, i’m not done, it’s not a pun, it’s only hyperbole
burn down the perfect tree save that part for you and me
slap the bass, up in sp*ce, leave no trace, drinking mace, saving face, know my place, passing days
these days gone by, making regrets til the day i die
i bleed gray slash black, only on certain days and tuеsdays at that
i think i’m ’bout to propose, cut off my left toe it’s initiation
this a nation station, major malfunction
catastrophic combustion, i’m about to bust in
call it diabolic burglary, yoink that tv, watching rе runs of chicago pd
i don’t believe in pda, okay?
switchin’ up the time zone just to change the color
stop the silly snitchin’, super dupe the other one
got my hands on another gun
another one and done, 777 call it hit and run
almost out of gas but i can’t fill it up
that decimal too high and the racks aren’t enough
this is the story of my life
autobiographically, victoria, why?
last resort makin’ one lanky one cup
watchin’ ran with the stuff
call me kurosawa cause i’ve got 7 figures
i get stuck in a loop, polaroid picture
i burn all the old ones waiting for the day that i
my oh my, he’s a damsel in distress
but fear not, sir knight, he’s only the best
disregard the rest, lest ye have your unrest
[verse 2: jules]
this ain’t no freestyle, yeah, mmm
big gun like thundergun on shangri*la
i’m servin’ up this heat while lil deo reads dracula
when he comes in, sayin’ hard like a plot twist
the way he on the mic made robert eggers nauseous, yeah
walkin’ through the halls with a can of p*ss
if this beats the hero, then i’m the main antagonist (the villain)
catch me dead wearing gray slash black
one of two kids with miku on his backpack
real rap like the misadventures of trapjack (he’s offbeat, yeah)
told that bish leave me alone i’m havin’ a shinji moment
while everybody actin’ like “you’re out, norman”, uh
jerry bob’s b and g was a low blow
they call me jules though i look like a hobo who ate too much froyo
lookin’ like a cholo when he make the face like walter white k!llin’ tuco, yeah
if you ever ask where’d he go
catch me under the mistletoe with misato
uh, yeah
hittin’ these rhymes like a gockblock
if you like lanky, h*llo mr. c*ck block
spittin’ like the rock, obvious like a crunchy sock
ping shot on the high spock, can’t be curbed through the whole block, woah uh
if you see vbc you better make like gary vee and say “d*rock, hand me the glock”

[verse 3: lil deodorant]
uh huh, alright
yeah, yeah, i’m ready
cool
(three, two, one)
a red right hand for his death defying plan
no wonder that’s the reason he bussed out the can
a visionary tale of a cautious revolutionary
he got more rhymes than your man’s best secretary
a ferocious phasmaphobe when he sees billy and stu in they ghostface robes
take a walk with me, across del toro’s nightmare alley
yeah, check check or fold
i have no other reason but to be so bold
why’s the room so cold?
no reason to be upset
i have made a severe and continuous lapse in my judgment
wait, someone’s at the door
what do you mean, unpaid taxes? i paid them like last month
i don’t know, check my account or something
god
are you se*
alright, let me call my bank real quick
sorry guys, i gotta leave the studio

- dj altolanky

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