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letra de now you'll see - bailer & retainer (hedge burners)

[bailer]
they said “let it be”, i had to set it free
now you’ll see, now you’ll see
some heads that’d [?], try to sever dreams
said i will never flee
how about we set it off properly? i want cash, want property
don’t wanna be a puppet with a fuckwit on top of me
droppin’ cheese in a maze, we chase our tails
fuck pipe dreams, baby, this is tains and bales
make some sacrifices, my life, and a couple of vices
ignore all the negative voices
set a goal as we roll headless on 4 horses
towards the apocalypse, away from poor choices
this is for my kin, those who ink my skin
the ones that rose and chose not to sink but swim
took me under their wing instead of burnin’ me
helpin’ me to get my graff on from melbourne to germany
i’m still burnin’, b

[hook]
now you’ll see, yeah, babyyyy
now you’ll see
now you’ll see

[retainer]
they said “let it be”, i had to set it free
now you’ll see, now you’ll see
why so serious? i’m not a fuckin’ joker
i put my life in this, got a clutch of bein’ sober
before i chose to go sober, was a no hoper, a gross smoker
prone toker, scopin’ through a stoker
focus on a [?], no dope persona
bloated groper, stoner, loner
cone [?], known roamer, close to a coma
then i rose and woke up, i got my flows on, i
unload the boaster, not a show boater, i just know that i’m doper!
a pro composer, won’t pose in a poster
my dome’s a toaster known to roast ya
while you’re at home on the sofa strokin’ ya b-n-r
i’m in the zone like voda, my crew needs a phone-up
yours are just ideas, you sketch when you’re bored
and never put to action like threats from a fraud
yes, yes, y’all, ya must press record
i flex my sword, death to all!

[hook]
now you’ll see, yeah, babyyyy
now you’ll see
now you’ll see

[bailer (retainer)]
they said you were faded, never gonna make it
(well, mr. bale, we prevailed and we retained it)
now you’ll see, look what we created
(maybe we’re headed straight to the flame pit)
aimless, nameless, shameless, heinous
(self-destructive strangers, painters)
fuck bein’ famous, i just want a hundred acres
(where the sun blazes, funds contagious)
it takes more than money to make us, shape us
(it’s funny, somehow money will break us)
fakers in the matrix, ache in cages
(their minds haven’t the light in ages)
i go through stages of blind rages
(i’m kind to my neighbors, but kindly dangerous)
i’m an atheist, (and i believe)
both: that together, some kinda truth we’ll see!

[hook]
now you’ll see, yeah, babyyyy
now you’ll see
now you’ll see

- bailer retainer hedge burners

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