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letra de the renaissance - c boozy

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[intro – c boozy + the dark pope + xwenty & brokeboydamion]

(what do you think is the top song of the week?)

has to be “the renaissance” by c boozy, check it out

now, xwenty, i know you ain’t had to rip em a new one

deep meditation, hallucination
stuff on my mind, need some more time
grab me some pills, feeling the stress
don’t wanna pay them taxes and bills

never had vans, had hope in the rams
gotta have fans to earn several bands
draw inspiration, the ‘80s and ‘90s
the fame won’t control me like it did to miley

[verse 1 – c boozy + xwenty & xwenty]

as i start on my journey
the real ones keep dying, it hurts me the most (most)
all the times that we shared
in my heart they’ll be bared, for these moments a toast

but i had a vision (ayy) that i have a mission (yuh)
to bring devastation to mumble tradition (ayy)
so f-ck all the haters who judge as a sport
and observe how my words put fake rappers in court

(aaaaaahhhhh)

[hook – xwenty]

no affirmation (yeah), all aggravation (uh)
so many fines to feel all divine
the d-mn nation feels like my d-mnation
i’ve put in time and i ain’t got mine (ayy)
in a year i’ll have crossed the line (uh)
funny how they already shot it dead (who?)
too much sh-t all in my head
can’t waste it on prime, no more amazon bread (nah)

[post-chorus – xwenty & (the dark pope)]

the most are not me so they go fine (nah)
those close to i say the world’s sublime (uh)
and i’ve been told that i got the power
but i’m sour like heads or milk out for hours (yah)
cause i only got that dough going for molds
the sh-t that they told, it’s got me in folds (ahh)
but i ain’t cards, though, dumb like r-t-rd throws
bust then reload, spray again like ar, yo

[verse 2 – brokeboydamion]

i’m tired of the money, s-x, and drugs
old school, we don’t f-ck with airpods
c boozy, it’s getting kinda scary
i can see through all the facade

sneak attack like i’m rajon rondo
catch you lackin, inside that ferrari
body parts flyin’ all around hoe
guts all over the windshield, i’m sorry

don’t f-ck with you, it’s on sight
call up my crew, we come through at night
you think you hard? b-tch, let’s fight
take off your jaw, leave you to die

split your head like an apple no gravity
not only you, we hit your whole family
cut off your hand, you screaming in agony
split you in half like a f-ckin fatality
(ha ha ha ha ha ha)

[hook – xwenty]

no affirmation (yeah), all aggravation (uh)
so many fines to feel all divine
the d-mn nation feels like my d-mnation
i’ve put in time and i ain’t got mine (ayy)
in a year i’ll have crossed the line (uh)
funny how they already shot it dead (who?)
too much sh-t all in my head
can’t waste it on prime, no more amazon bread (nah)

[post-chorus – xwenty & (the dark pope)]

the most are not me so they go fine (nah)
those close to i say the world’s sublime (uh)
and i’ve been told that i got the power
but i’m sour like heads or milk out for hours (yah)
cause i only got that dough going for molds
the sh-t that they told, it’s got me in folds (ahh)
but i ain’t cards, though, dumb like r-t-rd throws
bust then reload, spray again-

[verse 3 – c boozy, brokeboydamion, xwenty, and all]

i been in this b-tch for too long
might just need to use the pull out method
i need a minute, no, not a second
tell ‘em b-tches they ain’t full out pleasant

the present’s f-cked, b-tch, the devil raped it
they said it’s luck if a spot be vacant
like musical chairs, but the track is still going
if i get rich, you’ll see stacks i am showin’

there’s only sacks you be blowing (ha)
chasin’ the clout like you huntin’ for me
i’ll cut you some gills so your water don’t flee
how you flex sh-t that you borrowed for free?

from here, man, i can only be growing (ya)
b-tch, the only growth you got is malignant (ooh)
i’m ballin’ like i’m caught the pigskin
as pippen while picking the peppers i’m dissin’

[hook – xwenty & (the dark pope)]

no affirmation (yeah), all aggravation (uh)
so many fines to feel all divine
the d-mn nation feels like my d-mnation
i’ve put in time and i ain’t got mine (ayy)
in a year i’ll have crossed the line (uh)
funny how they already shot it dead (who?)
too much sh-t all in my head
can’t waste it on prime, no more amazon bread (ahh)

[outro – c boozy + the dark pope]

it’s time for endeavors, stop all this mumbling
on one-two mayweather, three-four mcgregor
got them all f-cking stumbling
like ali we floating and b-mbling

ayy, yuh
ayy, yuh

we floating and b-mbling

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