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Gripz - MotherCraft Lyrics



Gripz - MotherCraft Lyrics
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I play chess with my shadow just to elevate my skill
Hitman for hire, do a feature celebrate the kill
I meditated on the himalayan hill
Realized my recognition passed due, pay the bill f*cker
I recruited troop veterans with wushu regiments
While I was gone, I invented two flu medicines
Lu true veteran, the deuce deuce elegant
A bullet enter flesh, then it chew through skeleton
I left, landed on Mars and took a shuttle back
Looked up in the sky, made the Hubble crash
Touched the barrel of a pistol, turnt the gun to ash
In other words, I'm a product of what my mother craft
Alien, descended out a mother craft
A years work for you to me is a subtle task
The light that guide me be the flame from the muzzle flash
Your whole fam a eclipse, split your son in half
I took a stroll just to heal through this dark road
That's a tough feat for a scar'd soul
I sweat bullets and I cough gold
I could tell a scope to light the sky and make the stars glow
I fuel off energy and your carb low
Exhaust, bomb in it rev the engine watch your car blow
You're manifold once the Kahr blow
The stick automatic pow the snub nose sniff, what you call blow
I eat your food, keep your cool let the reaper snooze
Short tempers get fast graves and feeding tubes
I paint the walls blood red peep the clues
Mess maid, code word date night get cleaning crews
Let's play a game, first to breathe a lose
You always win, I can't walk through it if the hallway's thin
I lost never and never lost again
You see a shark, I see a dolphin fin, f*cker
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I play chess with my shadow just to elevate my skill
Hitman for hire, do a feature celebrate the kill
I meditated on the himalayan hill
Realized my recognition passed due, pay the bill f*cker
I recruited troop veterans with wushu regiments
While I was gone, I invented two flu medicines
Lu true veteran, the deuce deuce elegant
A bullet enter flesh, then it chew through skeleton
I left, landed on Mars and took a shuttle back
Looked up in the sky, made the Hubble crash
Touched the barrel of a pistol, turnt the gun to ash
In other words, I'm a product of what my mother craft
Alien, descended out a mother craft
A years work for you to me is a subtle task
The light that guide me be the flame from the muzzle flash
Your whole fam a eclipse, split your son in half
I took a stroll just to heal through this dark road
That's a tough feat for a scar'd soul
I sweat bullets and I cough gold
I could tell a scope to light the sky and make the stars glow
I fuel off energy and your carb low
Exhaust, bomb in it rev the engine watch your car blow
You're manifold once the Kahr blow
The stick automatic pow the snub nose sniff, what you call blow
I eat your food, keep your cool let the reaper snooze
Short tempers get fast graves and feeding tubes
I paint the walls blood red peep the clues
Mess maid, code word date night get cleaning crews
Let's play a game, first to breathe a lose
You always win, I can't walk through it if the hallway's thin
I lost never and never lost again
You see a shark, I see a dolphin fin, f*cker
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Writer: Luis Guerrero
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Gripz
Language: English
Length: 2:55
Written by: Luis Guerrero
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