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letra de jones (robbie's anthem) - crimson

[crimson]

i’ve been stompin out the race/ knock the ball i ran the base/ shot the gun to set it straight/ what’s its like when i’m awake/ told my bro’s i’m finna wait/ on the time to really make/ all the people in the state/ recognize what i create/ play this music for the woofers in back to celebrate/ tell that chick around corner that i want that work by 8/ if she play the cards i dealt her, can’t complain about the weather/ walk around the neighborhood like i’m the savior for your sake/ i been rolling around metropolis, my tires they might break/ toking sour d and sippin hennessy revealing fake/ bustin gats off in the air to make them n-gg-s hesitate/ on the south side of tally, young street off mlk/
[mezzo fonzerelli]

i say the world is mine, yeah!/ they say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ i say the world is mine, yeah!/ they say that anything is possible, anything is possible/and imma go and get it/

[crimson]

posted at the marathon, weapon size is like lebron/ chete cut you in ya side, and let the blood drip on the lawn/ signed a lease up with the devil, pray to drugs and they respond/ still i’m waiting on a god for my chalice and saint laurent/ man m-th-f-ck that! m-ffled up my fingers busting cap/ saw them scary n-gg-s skating, they ain’t even bust it back/ so many water collapse, why we in them street f-cking thirsty/ when the summer beef is hotter than the sun at 12:30/ when the locals take the block and tell the cops that they should run/ shanking n-gg-s at the cvs because the sh-t is fun/ my vendetta for the capitol is prolly bout a ton/ when the -gun shots- approach your family my man it’s done/

[mezzo fonzerelli]

i say the world is mine, yeah!/they say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ i say the world is mine, yeah!/ they say that anything is possible, anything is possible/ and imam go and get it/

[crimson]

who this sucka n-gg- talking sh-t behind the spine/ starter hats with naked women, but you’d rather ride the pine/ flick to keboi, but i’d rather push the pack than be on black on black with rhyme/ block is hot, i kill just so my sun’ll shine/ and my daughter pray her father, try to make it home this time/ but i’m at the strip with p-ss-es popping, as my seat recline/ got gorillas in the jungle gawd, for the biggest bundle gawd, they put the hammer to ya chest because you dropping dimes/ ain’t no stockton.. n-gg-s rocking anybody who done got the time to air us out/ poltergeist to losers, bro i show you what that fear about/ head up in the river, no more clue about ya whereabouts/ till i’m in the earth up in a he-rs-, i’ll be the lord of south/ up on the horizon i’ll be climbing up and kicking crabs up in the barrel/ hard as we may try, can’t never shake the devil/ so the damien, my reflection as i lean, and through these eyes of mine, i see this all aligning in my dreams/

- crimson

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