crunch ft. IAM13E Lyrics

I should probably go to bed

Don't believe in doubt and dread

See it's just I'm too obsessed

Do it more you do it less

I do not get overwhelmed

Happy there's hide in shells

Trust the trials

Till the transportation turns to wing propels

Leave behind some big shoes

Need dome like igloos

I'm the one who flys

So what do pigs do?

It's a while when

Is it?

Think it's time to

Send pigeons

Every where's my home

So make sure that there's yams

At your friends giving

I'm coming over

Make sure there's mellows on the top

Boogie nights I'm at the Trop

Who's the cream of all crops

Watch me grow I'm harvesting

Heading up my partisan

I could pass like anyone

I don't care who's guard it is

People want a piece of me but I just want some piece of mind

How could I be average when I only get this piece of time

Sliver morsel

Bit remorseful

You can stay with limits fine

Shit go rise your hands but you can't rinse my shine

Drumming till the doors unlocked and

Put it down till Porsche is knocking

Kick is hitting it's my written

Kitten petting

Shits sticking not far from shocking

Five am and someone's knocking

But I'm still in bed

And I understand they don't get my shit or understand

So I'm over read

And I'm overlooked

And I can't wait till I'm overbooked

Not over heard

Don't follow herds

I follow words

It's sentences till it's comatose

It's penmanship till I overdose

I feel it now so I open notes

Mediocrity is common sadly and that's the hope for most

Yo

Man like Mr.AL went in

Come and get it

Hands down we stick goals and do it wholly

Keep taking shots what the puck there's no goalie

No need to whip it I av a cardo guacamole

What comes out my mouth is for man kind like Mick Foley

And sure it's raw like a mandible claw

Open wide and say aww

And leave you in awe

Yeah we build the bridges

And sure we open doors

More for you to explore

We put in work this ain't a chore

Cause I double down and I double up

N It's trouble now you fucking up

So you huddle round and I made the cut

I'm in a muddle now I saw that bubble butt

I saw bubble bust

Ladies saying that they loving us

Is it loving now or is it lust

Bring the cuddle in cause either way cause I ain't fussed

I write these songs with a Midas touch

Who knows who I just might touched

Inspired purpose fired up

Sober with zoot are they lighting up

Lifted and stairs that they climbing up

Take it steady now cause we ain't trying to rush

It's a Bris expression is kind of lush

So as this bump please just mind my cup

But

This ain't some liquor it's water

A literate author

Mystic endorser

Built some shit with some bricks and some mortar

To give some

You can fill in the blanks is that just shit that I thought of

When it clicks

Huh

You'll be my biggest supporter

Somewhere between this is lit and that shit was some torture

A scripted cryptic enforcer

To get the bag quick like you being strict with the porter

We some headliners like its write by reporter

Oh my goodness

You're a wizard Blaise

Now it's my turn