Vultures

My rap is a board pure coke
Parked it off
Fallin like a poster
They want me to get to long see it
Could jump to hold until I get closer
I can own this plane

You were never supposed to come down
And people come when the festival starts
Stay high
Be independent and never focus
Change form, bring the mornings like stack of fish
Tearin up my brain
I can never notice
I hear the bang and a great explosion

Blood pourin out the stomach
Where the cut is open
Fuck the main streets, the DJs the jokers
Dont need to give me names
I know who promotes us
The white rappers treating women like objects
It aint about money
It is the pressing

I feel the change getting closer
The main streams holding the ring
Now were takin over
Death to the faith
We rising realness
Kill this

I feel the change getting closer
The main streams holding the ring
Now were takin over
Death to the faith
We rising realness
Kill this, kill this
Kill this

You need to change your clothes and message
When you got my license and weapons
And I got the lessons
Bad boys theyre moving silent

Music aint an influence
But whats the heavy rhymes?
Computer games are all over the state
I wonder how it works?
Im crazy how violence works

All I need in this world is my woman, my friends, my verses
They think I slow guns
When the mutation is taking over
Soon to die
Now its the time
Your genes are frozen
And they got my back like soldiers
Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments
Communicating with the dead in my deepest moments

I feel the change getting closer
The main streams holding the ring
Now were takin over
Death to the faith
We rising realness
Kill this,

I feel the change getting closer
The main streams holding the ring
Now were takin over
Death to the faith
We rising realness
Kill this,



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Gerrard Whitehead, Alexander Jennings
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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