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letra de you're only a crook if you get caught - wettworker

start starin’
smart, scary
arch ares
worker that is wett
two dudes who never met
move to doom the set you rep
flex your best to lift this hex
get wrecked
never see a sequel gonna equal (death)

somethin’ sick for kids that rock stitches
come get lit with a menace and a misfit
is it demolition or religion
i can’t tell the difference so quit it with the b-tchin’

jeepers creepers, we’re the rеapers to them bleatеrs
make a mill, i k!ll ya, fill ya with the millimeter
you’re makin’ meek beats and weak tweets trying to make some followers
we speakin’ to breed leaders

don’t you wanna get it on your own?
we could show you how to do it if you want to be influenced
it’s okay to gravitate, my powers known to fascinate
let me make it easy for you

here we have it
we’re the bandits in the bandage you can’t manage causing candid camera damage then we vanish
all too often sh-t you talkin’ get you got and get you shot and then we mock ’em when we drop ’em in a coffin
heard you wanna make it but you gotta take it first
we got away with murder ’cause we got a way with words
if you wanna look, get shook, get shot
you’re only a crook if you get caught
i don’t wanna wake up
take it back to basics, just show us what you’re made of
it’s no secret
i don’t pledge allegiance
feed us hate while i demand obedience

open your eyelids in a moment of silence
no guy in the sky forbids me hopin’ for violence
see the sirens
feed the virus
we the giant autopilots that’ll minus up them tyrants

nothin’ left to lose when it’s said and done
you can pick and choose your battles when you’re man enough
we just wanna be the last ones standin’
i be takin’ full advantage while they abandon the madness

hit the lights quick, i’m gunnin’ another one
you run a tight ship, i’m runnin’ the mother one
thoughts is loaded, locked, ready, steady on your head, c-cked
talk if you wanna see a silhouette in chalk

here we have it
we’re the bandits in the bandage you can’t manage causing candid camera damage then we vanish
all too often sh-t you talkin’ get you got and get you shot and then we mock ’em when we drop ’em in a coffin
heard you wanna make it but you gotta take it first
we got away with murder ’cause we got a way with words
if you wanna look, get shook, get shot
you’re only a crook if you get caught
standin’ on my own two
i ain’t makin’ room for nothin’ you can quit it with assumptions
actin’ like it’s all new
you don’t even know the half, don’t you get caught in the moment
honestly i can’t lie
only reason i’m alive is so i can watch the paint dry
hate to bring the bad news
but you don’t get room to cope tonight

at the rock bottom of thought
no plot
choppers poppin’
no stoppin’
i dug deeper
on production f-ckin’ up your function
you can’t battle the death rattle comin’ through your speakers
started slow so i sold my soul
now my heart’s so cold, good thing i brought a heater
i dump lungs but just for fun
come get f-cked up by the one thugeater

sad to say it ain’t true
i don’t find any pleasure from the measures of my break through
nothin’ left to cling to
by a thread i was hanging now i’m banging as the bass move
float up from my own cloud
once finally hit the ground let the sound bring the rain down
i heard it through the grapevine
i can’t care if you live or die

- wettworker

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