Hey guys, check this out!
Doo-doo-dah!
So it goes, don't block out the bro's
They the stars when it's slow
Know I nod for the G.O.A.T., you don't want it for the low
It's harsh, at your cost
I'mma keep on spitting, yeah I know not the living
Left the lights on and now I've seen the sights soar
Seasons wish I'd write more, then decent D's for doubt, doy!
No deeper dreampt the drought, coy
Fishing for its slight joy
Gypping, you ain't right, boy!
I said it, lived it twice, Roy!
Roger that, DeVry void
Add a little spice, Lloyd
We just pay the price, boiled
Chemically, we were the spoils
Nose the gab at Capricorn
Capping all you cats, of course
Captions if I managed four
Shoot the shit, I'll saddest story
Met you with two swords, whenever the wither warned
I divvy the still storm, drove me to diss
You and the six, who makes the move if it's fixed?
Ha! Yeah!
C'est la vie!
Say y'all fear the data scheme
Gain 'til men appear, taking what I cultivated for years
A trail of tears, super-soaker taken in your ho face
Yo gon' need a skull-plate so brain will hold in
Motherf*cking place, like a cube with a f*cked face
Up the bass! Pump the brakes, one of the make
What I concede on a monthly basis
What, to see success, be a made man
Disrupted mayhem and laymen, so man, raise that fist
For who? Prayed on it in reverse
Annihilation, hang that bitch
I'm just joshing, lobbing the coffin of Janis Joplin
I'm just flossing, mocking the softest man in Stockton
On it often, dawned at auction, stopping when it's opted-in
Options win when skin isn't given the shocking god-sockets
Coughing back word salad, bad words from DJ Khaled
Acting extra active, talking back at 'em, and pack it with the passive
It's massive and actually blasted off the hash hits
Casper to Samsquantch, mask it for the ass, bitch
It's not obsessions with the cash, it's satisfactory reactions
When we add 'em to caskets, we de-facto on the task
Muskets for mascots, flasks for the apricots
I'mma take a fraction off if you try to battle Thought
Harsh (feat. Smith the Poet & XZavier) Video (MV)
Performed By: The Thought
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Christian Smith, Jack Mabie, XZavier Lindsey
The Thought - Harsh (feat. Smith the Poet & XZavier) Lyrics
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English
Hey guys, check this out!
Doo-doo-dah!
So it goes, don't block out the bro's
They the stars when it's slow
Know I nod for the G.O.A.T., you don't want it for the low
It's harsh, at your cost
I'mma keep on spitting, yeah I know not the living
Left the lights on and now I've seen the sights soar
Seasons wish I'd write more, then decent D's for doubt, doy!
No deeper dreampt the drought, coy
Fishing for its slight joy
Gypping, you ain't right, boy!
I said it, lived it twice, Roy!
Roger that, DeVry void
Add a little spice, Lloyd
We just pay the price, boiled
Chemically, we were the spoils
Nose the gab at Capricorn
Capping all you cats, of course
Captions if I managed four
Shoot the shit, I'll saddest story
Met you with two swords, whenever the wither warned
I divvy the still storm, drove me to diss
You and the six, who makes the move if it's fixed?
Ha! Yeah!
C'est la vie!
Say y'all fear the data scheme
Gain 'til men appear, taking what I cultivated for years
A trail of tears, super-soaker taken in your ho face
Yo gon' need a skull-plate so brain will hold in
Motherf*cking place, like a cube with a f*cked face
Up the bass! Pump the brakes, one of the make
What I concede on a monthly basis
What, to see success, be a made man
Disrupted mayhem and laymen, so man, raise that fist
For who? Prayed on it in reverse
Annihilation, hang that bitch
I'm just joshing, lobbing the coffin of Janis Joplin
I'm just flossing, mocking the softest man in Stockton
On it often, dawned at auction, stopping when it's opted-in
Options win when skin isn't given the shocking god-sockets
Coughing back word salad, bad words from DJ Khaled
Acting extra active, talking back at 'em, and pack it with the passive
It's massive and actually blasted off the hash hits
Casper to Samsquantch, mask it for the ass, bitch
It's not obsessions with the cash, it's satisfactory reactions
When we add 'em to caskets, we de-facto on the task
Muskets for mascots, flasks for the apricots
I'mma take a fraction off if you try to battle Thought
Doo-doo-dah!
So it goes, don't block out the bro's
They the stars when it's slow
Know I nod for the G.O.A.T., you don't want it for the low
It's harsh, at your cost
I'mma keep on spitting, yeah I know not the living
Left the lights on and now I've seen the sights soar
Seasons wish I'd write more, then decent D's for doubt, doy!
No deeper dreampt the drought, coy
Fishing for its slight joy
Gypping, you ain't right, boy!
I said it, lived it twice, Roy!
Roger that, DeVry void
Add a little spice, Lloyd
We just pay the price, boiled
Chemically, we were the spoils
Nose the gab at Capricorn
Capping all you cats, of course
Captions if I managed four
Shoot the shit, I'll saddest story
Met you with two swords, whenever the wither warned
I divvy the still storm, drove me to diss
You and the six, who makes the move if it's fixed?
Ha! Yeah!
C'est la vie!
Say y'all fear the data scheme
Gain 'til men appear, taking what I cultivated for years
A trail of tears, super-soaker taken in your ho face
Yo gon' need a skull-plate so brain will hold in
Motherf*cking place, like a cube with a f*cked face
Up the bass! Pump the brakes, one of the make
What I concede on a monthly basis
What, to see success, be a made man
Disrupted mayhem and laymen, so man, raise that fist
For who? Prayed on it in reverse
Annihilation, hang that bitch
I'm just joshing, lobbing the coffin of Janis Joplin
I'm just flossing, mocking the softest man in Stockton
On it often, dawned at auction, stopping when it's opted-in
Options win when skin isn't given the shocking god-sockets
Coughing back word salad, bad words from DJ Khaled
Acting extra active, talking back at 'em, and pack it with the passive
It's massive and actually blasted off the hash hits
Casper to Samsquantch, mask it for the ass, bitch
It's not obsessions with the cash, it's satisfactory reactions
When we add 'em to caskets, we de-facto on the task
Muskets for mascots, flasks for the apricots
I'mma take a fraction off if you try to battle Thought
Writer: Christian Smith, Jack Mabie, XZavier Lindsey
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid