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letra de avant-garde 2017 - elijah parrish

[letra de “avant-garde 2017” ft. ill quentin]

[intro: ill quentin]
ey, ey-ey-ey-ey-ey-ey (eh-eh)
quentin (quen-quen-quen’)
quentin, quentin, quentin

[verso 1: ill quentin]
i left some big troubles back in my big city (what?)
because i want a back account and on it six digits (ey, ey)
i left a big city back ’cause they wanted k!ll me
the put a gun in my forehead but it’s not trippin’ (yah, yah, yah)
and i’m still thirsty
they trynna drink my sh-t, bet they can’t keep it (wah, wah, wah, wah)
i don’t play, i’m goin’ fall, one go to thirds
you have to suck my d-ck if you want millies
you must be f-ckin’ numb if you can feel it (prr)
nado contra la corriente, solo sigo el plan (what?)
every f-ckin’ verse spits like tommy gun (ey, ey)
y si ando to’ de tommy tu bi’ es mi fan (wah, wah)
estoy sonando crudo y no sueno como wu-tang (nah)
shout-out on my city, shout-out to my crew (what?)
what you gonna do when we found you? (paw)
noche de buenos aires and i knock her (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
drinkin’, poppin’ pills, fillin’ on my cup (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
son’s up, daddy called, avant-garde (ey)
you want us to believe in a black card? (ey)
you want us to believe in your new car?
you bi’ as well might fit in a new bar (wah, ey, ey)
don’t try to get between me and my desire (ey, ey, ey, ey; yah)
you want some money but i don’t see you tryin’ (nah, ey, ey)
[verso 2: elijah parrish]
call out when are bricks (ey)
[?] (ey, ey)
i’m goin’ on a ‘rari, but [?] (eh)
see what’s hidin’ in the backpack (oh)
shout-out on my city, shout-out to my crew
no, i’m not brave, h-ll, lot to do (h-ll to do)
i’m not afraid, i’m a ride it (ey)
worst signature, hide it (ey, ey)
got the money, got ’em versus
i got no versace, i got bersas (bersas, bersas, bersas)
don’t f-ck on me, i’m a murderer
a death will be part of the served (ey)
bae, i f-ckin’ strong in the business (business)
listen my flow, it’s defeatness (defeatness)
maining level like an icon (icon)
feel like i’m gettin’ psycho (ey)
k!llin’ lashes, strippers-strippers (ey)
bad b-tches, less strippers (ey-ey)
i don’t even lay, i’m a tripper (ey)
i’m a bur, not a mixer
slow dance, slow dance (wah)
d-mn, b-tches know who i am (so what?)
i don’t remember don’t f-ck his name (say what?)
you gon’ see me runnin’ on the lane (ey)
stayin’ stress, last too short (ey)
i just want it for my passport (passport)
no b-lls on my freelance (ey)
come f-ck with me, you got no chance (no chance, no chance)
this sh-t, man, i’m inspired (okey, okey)
i know it’s flyin’ but i’m higher
you can’t be settle from the fire (ey)
the shots on like bobby maguire

- elijah parrish

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