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letra de copious fields - keneddythedon

copious fields lyrics
[hook]
change in the atmosphere
you can’t run, ‘cause the gang is here
you better run the funds up
we those people that run the world
who the f-ck did you think you was comin’ to burn?
you better make it known: only elite produce heat
back the f-ck up, you can’t preach
stand the f-ck down, you can’t reach my echelon
the reaper, tha don
change in the atmosphere
you can’t run, ‘cause the gang is here
you bettеr run the funds up
we those pеople that run the world
who the f-ck did you think you was comin’ to burn?
you better make it known – only elite produce heat
back the f-ck up, you can’t preach
stand the f-ck down, you can’t reach my echelon
the reaper, tha don

[bridge]
please do not run up on me thinkin’ i’m run-of-the-mill (you should’ve known)
do not try to fold me – you gon’ die for real (would you die for the cause?)
i’ve gotta make a harvest
don’t you run from me
you were born to expire in these copious fields
[verse 1]
we do not equate
step up to me, you decide your fate
percolated your world, now it is a police state
i am the government
i will order decapitation just for the f-ck of it
murder ain’t no joke to my species
liquidate anybody who’s not my league
you’re not even worthy of my feet
my obscenity is the epitome of elite
imagination runs wild in this field
i should subpoena a purge and let it run wild
would you live?
puppetry slaughter – lyrical catastrophe
i see the winner comin’ after me
classic coup d’état, try to stomp law
but they don’t know that i am a god
a million souls that i had to rob
a poltergeist collector – i send ‘em to allah

[hook]
change in the atmosphere
you can’t run, ‘cause the gang is here
you better run the funds up
we those people that run the world
who the f-ck did you think you was comin’ to burn?
you better make it known: only elite produce heat
back the f-ck up, you can’t preach
stand the f-ck down, you can’t reach my echelon
the reaper, tha don
change in the atmosphere
you can’t run, ‘cause the gang is here
you better run the funds up
we those people that run the world
who the f-ck did you think you was comin’ to burn?
you better make it known – only elite produce heat
back the f-ck up, you can’t preach
stand the f-ck down, you can’t reach my echelon
the reaper, tha don
[bridge]
please do not run up on me thinkin’ i’m run-of-the-mill (you should’ve known)
do not try to fold me – you gon’ die for real (would you die for the cause?)
i’ve gotta make a harvest
don’t you run from me
you were born to expire in these copious fields

[verse 2]
in these fields, you feel so elated
duckin’ drama and exasperation
these artists are desperate to make it
i did one better: i took over the world with a cranium sever
while you check your vertebrae, better check the murder rate
could’ve been a casualty on the scene as i erase the nonqualified
the standard of living alone will leave you dry
this ain’t no easy come up for n-ggas who can’t light up scene
i am the reaper, so i will keep the peace
leave it deep in your memory banks
your cerebral cortex is deeply stained
might as well have a bullet penetrate it to ease the pain
why act hard if you easily fold?
why cause any beef when you know you ain’t composed?
in these fields, i know you can’t handle the payload
so, you better lay low

- keneddythedon

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