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letra de the crown - ideal, benny the butcher & october london

[intro: ideal & benny the butcher]
uh-huh, ideal
october london, voodie on the beat (yeah)
and we got the butcher in this b-tch
(yo, ideal, i got you on this)
let’s go

[verse 1: ideal & benny the butcher]
i never claimed to be a dear, dear god, but when they see me, they nod
i don’t believe in these facades, fames of fever dream mirage
just yankin’ on my chain, like a vietnamese massage
but takin’ offense to cross it over, that’s what keep me on my guard
see, as a teen, ain’t need a job, it was way easiеr to rob
so, yeah, i took a couple losses, just to еven up the odd
bad snakes be double-crossin’, if they creep up on my lawn
let my double-rail shotgun out and leave that gravy on (uh)
take a week to make a song, some people think that’s way too long
take the weak and make ’em strong, songs creatin’ gangs from p-rn
i’ll sleep the day i’m gone, my nights read the day it lawn (h-llo)
free’d the trees to keep me calm, eager the streets i came up on
spend the keys, like ray poupon, to all my og’s in day one
before the meek and hair red, heard of them sayin’, sh-t get raid upon
i put the flame to the beat, service streets gon’ play for this later, yawn
and just in case i’m wrong, it’s time the butcher came along
(the butcher comin’, n-gga)
[chorus: october london]
they tried to spite me, they treadin’ lightly
k!ll ’em politely, talk to me nicely
they throwin’ shade, then i’m right where the sun be
if you only remember one thing, let it be the crown
let it be the crown

[verse 2: benny the butcher]
they tell me “k!ll ’em with kindness”, but soon as it stop workin’
do it the old-fashioned way, shots fly, like they doc irvin (true)
i can rhyme circles around you with live verses (live verses)
and since y’all don’t give a f-ck, i’ma make sure they divert you
it’s past gettin’ my flowers, over-achiever
‘member shay told me, “you a leader, but you don’t know your power”
i’m thinkin’, did malcolm wonder? that that picture with that gun
in the window would turn to memes, posters, and album covers?
uh, who made you gangsters? (who?) y’all crew makin’ statements
they want me stuck to the wall, like that blue tape you paint with
they tell me i think i’m better, how? we all from the sewer (we all from the hood)
’cause bein’ an entrepreneur is like a narcissist to ’em
but i broke down the politics, squeeze guns like condiments
all the sh-t i did, i’m still here, that’s astonoshin’
visioned myself winnin’, ‘fore i hopped in this lane
like mike saw himself hittin’ them big shots in the game, it’s butch

[chorus: october london]
they tried to spite me, they treadin’ lightly
k!ll ’em politely, talk to me nicely
they throwin’ shade, then i’m right where the sun be
if you only remember one thing, let it be the crown
let it be the crown
[verse 3: ideal]
and when it comes to drugs and music, i’m only f-ckin’ with the purest
third verses, schedule one, broke the judges and the jurors
verdict is ‘murdered it’, as my words burden conservatives
i’m mixin’ urban bourbon with my curby, topsy, turvy b-tch
gettin’ twisted, like a turner kit who liftin’ for the turbulence
kick raps and act, it’s nourishment, get strapped and have the currents hit
laughin’ at the rats who feel like acrobats and circuses
’cause they lack the facts they had to have to capture that we purposed it
before i had a rap sheet, we wear track meets and turneries
detour, then resorted to run it back, streets and burglurin’
back when backseats was the last thing that had us worryin’
my path was out of a trap, came to this rap dream to burry it
i learned your past ain’t permanent, it’s action that reverses it
i went from movin’ keys to be in burbank and rap with words and sh-t
why you passin’ that refurbishment? imagine what you and yours could get
with compassion and burdened passion and a fraction of encouragement

- ideal benny the butcher october london

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