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Crowd Killer Video (MV)




Performed By: Bracs
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Brandon Acosta




Bracs - Crowd Killer Lyrics




Bitches been saying I be stuck in the same place
I been making waves all you wanna do is save face
Better say grace I ain't f*ckin with the nay say
Bent out of shape but I'm movin at a fast pace
Oh he can't rap, he's so whack, he's so trash
Stop
I ain't really with that, everybody get back
Words coming at you fast like they cocked back
Cocked back, you caught that
Let me get a bag, everybody wanna flaunt that
720S bet ya ass imma whip that
02' Stang isn't even really half that
So tell me how you hit me with a come back
I've been workin hard so tell me why talk trash
Imma smoke you with the whip petal up the burnt hash
I've been in the lab cooking up think I got a rash

Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till I claim I'm the best
Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till you claim I'm the best

I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed

Past obese cause you eat a lot a shit
You ain't got no grind you ain't got no wit
Being such a sad piece of shit kind of hard to admit
Spit on my name but at least I commit
You just stuck in ya lane you got nothin to gain
All you do is complain about being a lame
Game on Nintendo no wonder you switched
Ya ditched the we, you prayin I miss
Steadily prayin on my downfall
You ain't ever gonna get invited to my chow hall
Stay stuck in the same place like ya car stalled
I ain't f*cking with a lame bitch, hope you recall
All the lies that your spread, cause to me ya dead
We no longer homies, hoe you wore out the tread
So fed up with the way y'all act
Y'all fiendin for the money, but there ain't cash back

Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till I claim I'm the best
Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till you claim I'm the best

I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
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Bitches been saying I be stuck in the same place
I been making waves all you wanna do is save face
Better say grace I ain't f*ckin with the nay say
Bent out of shape but I'm movin at a fast pace
Oh he can't rap, he's so whack, he's so trash
Stop
I ain't really with that, everybody get back
Words coming at you fast like they cocked back
Cocked back, you caught that
Let me get a bag, everybody wanna flaunt that
720S bet ya ass imma whip that
02' Stang isn't even really half that
So tell me how you hit me with a come back
I've been workin hard so tell me why talk trash
Imma smoke you with the whip petal up the burnt hash
I've been in the lab cooking up think I got a rash

Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till I claim I'm the best
Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till you claim I'm the best

I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed

Past obese cause you eat a lot a shit
You ain't got no grind you ain't got no wit
Being such a sad piece of shit kind of hard to admit
Spit on my name but at least I commit
You just stuck in ya lane you got nothin to gain
All you do is complain about being a lame
Game on Nintendo no wonder you switched
Ya ditched the we, you prayin I miss
Steadily prayin on my downfall
You ain't ever gonna get invited to my chow hall
Stay stuck in the same place like ya car stalled
I ain't f*cking with a lame bitch, hope you recall
All the lies that your spread, cause to me ya dead
We no longer homies, hoe you wore out the tread
So fed up with the way y'all act
Y'all fiendin for the money, but there ain't cash back

Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till I claim I'm the best
Sick for success, I ain't wanna rest
I ain't gonna stop till you claim I'm the best

I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best, I'm the best
Study the greats so I'm passin the test
I suggest that you rest, got it written on chest
You depressed, you just stressed, everybody just pressed
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Writer: Brandon Acosta
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