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letra de archer - lineamental, syntax (au) & skippy (au)

verse 1 (skippy):
run from the scene
catch me? unlikely
bottle of lean, drugs not for me
this a stick up, hold on and put the sh-t away or get shot
mentally unstable? nah doing this to afford a date with someone hot
guy shiver, quivers but most importantly delivers
all the money a man could want
and he watches as my smile grows
grows from the trees to my burrow
where i store my stolen dough
and i run
far from the cops, from the people that wanna steal from the stealers
the suburban robin hood, before i lеft a keyed his car hood

catch my breath, back on thе track
drew a trail to where i hid by dropping racks
they knock on my door with intent to arrest
run out the back after i collect whats left
and i
can’t see infront of me
sirens wail, can’t catch me
fled the scene and i remember how he’d
left me from the day i was born
now look at me, a man harboring money
guess you could say he influenced me
charge me? not without finding me
not without finding me
guess who im coming to see

verse 2 (syntax)
im hittin my shots just like a f-ckin archer
lane splitting, f-ckas squintin at me like im a marcher
oh no! shootin up the cops now
when i pull up you f-ckers better bow
runnin with that beam, make them f-ggots fade away
pull up on yo block, it ain’t safe to f-ckin stay
moving contraband from state to state
b-tch i can have you strapped down eating sulfate
i was born with this hatred, i hate sh-t
if you tried motherf-cker you couldn’t achieve this
stealing from the rich, give it to myself
wash the money down, do it all myself b-tch
got that dirty money but i ain’t conservative
canadian f-ck, we forget not forgive
ain’t tryna glorify but this life fun
do the cops know all them are missing
if they do, they can come meet my gun
you already know i ain’t forgiving

this sh-t got the studio bumping
of this thing im the mof-ckin king and you know this
parental advisory
ill k!ll your kids if they get near me, motherf-cker you know this
pull up outside, you know thats not good
k!ll you cuz of yo pride, you know thats not good
i got you in my sights, im a motherf-ckin archer
pull up with the stick like a motherf-ckin farmer
verse 3 (skippy)
fled away b-tch
wish you could find me
when i hide im not even trying
powerless
when i got up with that gun everyone felt helpless
i ain’t taking the p-ss
i ran far away, under a new name
call me marcus
in the forest, couldn’t believe how dark it is
yeah
can’t see infront of me
sirens wail, can’t catch me
fled the scene and i remember how he’d
left me from the day i was born
now look at me, a man harboring money
grew up not legally
look around, many secrets people keep from me
and im ugly, i can’t breed easily
charge me? not without finding me
guess who im
coming to see
guess who im, coming to see

- lineamental syntax au skippy au

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