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lirik lagu narrow path – must volkoff

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[verse 1 * p*link]:
this whole industry’s a f*ckin hoax, strictly business they want the yolk, smoke ‘n mirrors got kids thinking it’s something dope… bump into ropes gettin done like they dropped the soap, dumb promoters earn to cop a punch tryna touch the flow… suckas think we payin for reviews? you ain’t got a hope, what a joke… isn’t from a cough up notes, but what some c*ckroach wrote in a column, you got the wrong bloke, while restin my laurels my ethics don’t ever stop yo, it’s not so for some… got no sk!lls but got the funds, so these punks front like they benz is not thеy mums, lyrically us old bums on volkoff drums, we don’t know nothing bout that gold, so just hold ya tongues… wherе’d it evolve from? shrugging motherf*ckers ain’t involved, better roll on, pay dues and homage not a toll son… don’t indulge rollies and gold chunks ya sold ya whole comfort, knowing my soul won’t ever be sold off…

[hook x2]:
the path’s narrow, dwell underground in the gallows, spitting darts sharp as arrows, piercing hearts from the shadows, keep the ammo bars and we’re pulling cards like a tarot, so that you know we ain’t just for show like apparel…

[verse 2 * p*link]:
these radio stations another hoax, run by funny hosts under remote control, play what they told on rotation til the sales gold, they goal is to brainwash you for your shame and soul, till your behaviour become complacent and you play your role, but i ain’t playing ball maybe just a game for y’all, but this is my baby, fake it rich, i take it i make you fall… organisation’s called rawthentic, my labels course to display force and save the art form from blatant frauds, already sort of closed doors on my favourite store, kids these days don’t show support they crave j awards, that ain’t the way we walk take the path laid for less instead of more, next to heads expressing independent thought… the rarest sort who still share the importance of collecting records and cassettes in heavy instalments, we ain’t h**rding its preservation, you follow shepard’s without hesitation, p and b steadily take it…

[hook x2]:
the path’s narrow, dwell underground in the gallows, spitting darts sharp as arrows, piercing hearts from the shadows, keep the ammo bars and we’re pulling cards like a tarot, so that you know we ain’t just for show like apparel…

[verse 3 * bias b]:
before we even called this sh*t an industry, before the misery, of the seedy sh*t we see today we were just kids creating history… in it for the love and the hunger not for the infamy, then came a sucker punch the scene sustained serious injury… next thing we see it’s all about the business, kinda proud now to see the underground kept its distance, f*ck being showered in riches to be something i’m not, and f*ck rotation on a playlist to be considered hot… look… don’t get all twisted in the image and props, cause they’ll spit you out in a minute if your sh*t isn’t hot, you think you got something amazing? go and give it a shot, but most these dudes who signed to labels need to work second jobs… because… the radio stations be showin no love to the real, and only festival rappers be getting the deals… but still i’m considered real because i stand for something, and got respect for heads like rawthentic and pang productions, so f*ck em…

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