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letra de bacchanal - todd luxe

verse 1:

got my flag got my bad att-tude
take a drag p-ss it to my fam
we finna fill the whole avenue
what’s the plan shut the city down
not just a block or two
and everybody knows exactly what it is we about to do

hook:
finna start up riot
finna start up riot
finna start up riot
finna start up riot

sun sea sand banners cuffin these hands n-gga
earth wind fire highs from umpteen grams
we…
(bacch-n-l bacch-n-l)

because we can
out number cops they not trying to make we mad
don’t be an -ss
get jacked to act wee man
don’t make me crack expand
and make steel pan…

got my wits got a dynasty chip thats on my shoulder
got a black president
we get shot just sippin arizona’s

i’ma play this whole m-ss
in a guy fawkes mask
behave like everyday’s the 31st of october
the f-ck we gonna do?

the f-ck we supposed to do?

every shorty whining cause they got they man behind them
all we need is royal oak as reason to up the volume

hook:
finna start up riot
finna start up riot
finna start up a riot
finna start up a riot

verse 2:
take a dab torch and inhale it then hit the pavement
nicholas mis-rep-re-sents on a regular basis
i spit in the spirit of kitchener where his grave is
yup a n-gga nice but too sick to say that he gracious
(bacch-n-l!)

ready for war, this is chess not checkers a king who unleashed his horde
got my steps thought’, the thinker like rodin’s in cloth
gates of h-ll await me im just trying to close the doors…
microphone is mine my n-gga just release the cord…
ya should be on the h-rn just give cash for gold a call…

that’s that right hook body
right uppercut kiss canvas
the kid dynamite on the mic & my fuse anxious
i’ll half mast your half -ssed career that’s what my plan is
f-ck luxe, call me “todd coup d’état” it’s too “brand-ish”..

hook:
finna start up riot
finna start up riot
finna start up riot
finna start up riot

(long pause)

verse 3:
alright lets go
let’s bruk up the road
you talk out your -ss
i speak from the soul
jump up and wave
remove half your clothes
chip down with floats
for bands that we chose

roll up de t-ssa
down with laraza
climb every mountain
i choose maracas
drums hit your ears, it
unhook door knockers
get on the floor like
we come to rob ya..

don’t hurt your head
the roof..
go blacka!
grew out a dread
mah said you too saga
don’t be so doltish
just like ya fatha
gimme the finger
i’ll bet you a dolla

here to do what super blue told me to do since fourteen
bun up the waves
p-ss it on to my offspring
you don’t get no love from the indies well aww poor thing
i can’t live without em on this project they my core team

take it to the streets from notting hill between to fort greene
chip until it reach the ceiling
spend it all on one thing
i can turn your sour face and
buss a lime with one swing
give it to goliath david rudder rock and one sling
preaching to the choir tugging at your bl–dy heart string
i’ll be in the building reinforce the door and floor beams
play me in a dream you best wake up to yawn and cop plea-ing
looking for a plot and your career’s where i’mma a start digging

- todd luxe

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