CLUTCH ft. Rav Lyrics

Okay, we back!

Call the authorities, blare the sirens

Storm the forums

Stone-faced defiance off that loud, fixing to break the silence

Y'all don't want smoke?

Better stay inside, then

We cannot connect

I'm outside - you out the side your neck

Watch talk turn shout that don't match your step

When you run your mouth 'til you catch your breath

I got one too many devils on my shoulder

Four-leaf clover

Fuck around, I put some bootleg in my soda

I don't know ya

Boy, I'm back in the cockpit

Half of these cats on the sack would get drop-kicked

You don't know anything

Smoking that shit got me noided as fuck

Got me throwing them bows

Man, them boys better duck

Out in Arizona burning marijuana

Spreading pheromones, trends and serotonin

On an endless journey

Catch me ceremoniously sharing cones with an eclectic shorty, going

Metamorphic out the chrysalis

I'll let heaven sort it, this a different blick

I'm talking bar for bar

This shit is brick and brick

I got em paralyzed

Man, I been hitting licks, I said

Palm so loud, you can track our trail

Flaunt my style, but it's not for sale

Gold across my smile, while I count my scales

I been out my mind, get from out my trails

Rip the chord with no parachute

We up in the core and we prepared to shoot

Rigor mortis, you scared to move

Our spirit enormous, we could never lose

Fuck! 


Fuck! We up

Yeah we stay in the cut

Let it run through your blood

Feel your system erupt

Give a fuck what you want, what we have ain't enough

Give a fuck where you stand, we all lie in the mud

Fuck! We up

Yeah we stay in the cut

Let it run through your blood

Feel your system erupt

Give a fuck what you want, what we have ain't enough

Give a fuck where you stand, we all lie in the mud

We in our bag - to tell the truth, we never left the shit, it's home

The only motto is to fuck it up, finesse it til it's gone

Fuck it, it's live

Daggers erupt from the spine

Don't event touch it, it's mine

Stand in the back of the line for the "what ifs"

I ain't got time for the fuck shit

Fuck you

Come on, bro

Loco with the motives, like we run on coal

Right on cue every wrong I cull

How we cook heat but stay raw and cold?

When you following your soul, no pride don't call

Stay hitting the palm leaf

Pumping through the speakers - hear my heart beat

Stand on business, I ain't shilling folly

Transplant my brain and you'll still get bodied

Pick a card, any card

Push your hate, I won't pay regard 
Can't do shit now, but pray to god

Your mama love my je ne sais quoi

Solar-powered flow how I stay in charge

Yo, this shit right here ain't for the faint of heart

You can taste blood how the flavor raw

Here to fuck your minds, this the mating call

Do what I want when I fire at will

Won't contrive to conform to conspire appeal

Nor aspire to perform out of spite as a sell

Rather lie as a corpse, than ever lie to myself

Fuck! We up

Yeah we stay in the cut

Let it run through your blood

Feel your system erupt

Give a fuck what you want, what we have ain't enough

Give a fuck where you stand, we all lie in the mud

Fuck! We up

Yeah we stay in the cut

Let it run through your blood

Feel your system erupt

Give a fuck what you want, what we have ain't enough

Give a fuck where you stand, we all lie in the mud