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letra de venomous - brink (aus)

[intro]
let’s get it

everybody in the rave with their hands up
cos they wanna see the brink get down
everyone in the club get wasted
all the grime-heads better get loud
we got one for the snakes and the fakers
gonna hate this venomous sound
me and grass in the dance just raving
backstage we’re smoking a pound

[grassy]
in a rave, time to party
straight to the face when i pop the bacardi
you know i’m gonna blow but you don’t know charlie
you know i’m gonna flow so now you know grassy
smoke out an “o”, so my eyes looking glassy
you call it “esh”, we call it classy
boy better listen
when i’m setting the rhythm, i’m like a pacemaker
i can snap in a heartbeat
tracks i’m nasty, like i’m skepta
boo, i’m the boogeyman
imma getcha
peep my swag cos b-tch i’m fresher
big brink grassy
know who’s next
hear that bass, non-stop murking
k!ll any rhythm cos i’m non-stop working

straight to the dome, chop-chop, when i’m burning
heading for the top, yes i’m certain
groove for the rhythm, so smooth when i k!ll ’em
i’m crazy when i’m mad and i’m smooth when i’m chilling
got moves then i’m dipping on noose cos you’re slippin’
but i got it backwards like su-wu crippin’
g to r a double s y
b to r i n to the k
what did you say love, what did you say?
i’m comin’ your way, i’m comin’ your way

[chorus – brink]
everybody in the rave with their hands up
cos they wanna see the brink get down
everyone in the club get wasted
all the grime-heads better get loud
we got one for the snakes and the fakers
gonna hate this venomous sound
me and grass in the dance just raving
backstage we’re smoking a pound
everybody in the rave with their hands up
cos they wanna see the brink get down
everyone in the club get wasted
all the grime-heads better get loud
we got one for the snakes and the fakers
gonna hate this venomous sound
me and grass in the dance just raving
backstage we’re smoking a pound

[brink]
yo grassy pass me the mic
cos i’m tryna have the time of my life
tryna get ’em all lively, wastemen
let ’em watch sh-t, walk by me
slide deep when i’m feeling a vibe
when i rock-crash hard like a meteo-rite
this’ll be the worst beef of your life
i don’t wanna fight so you ain’t sleepin’ tonight

let’s go!

rock with the king in the burnt city
i’m a whole new beast, they don’t wanna work with me
when adelaide, briz and everythin’ turn litty
now grass right here and murkin’ the ‘burb with me
no real ones out from donny to box hill
where a man took a lift in the shops and got k!lled
roll for your money, ya thinkin’ it’s not real
but it’s real in the city, we struggle for hot meals
it’s game, ain’t givin’ out lives
these snakes ain’t never been nice
i’m a real top boy, ain’t sellin’ no lies
they want bars and i sent ’em the price
“and i’m all about the money and the work”
said brink and the juice so give me this ice
only ever tried to put ’em in the dirt
they know what i do, ain’t tellin’ ’em twice

- brink aus

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