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Revolve 1.4 Video (MV)




Performed By: True North Street Vision
Length: 3:13
Written by: JUSTIN WASKO




True North Street Vision - Revolve 1.4 Lyrics




Pull a sample out the crate quick
Giving all you fake the funk rappers somthin to hate with
Im taking off heads up in the snake pit
That other boom boxx i got, will make you run to jake quick
Way i smoke, high fiedelity, yall 8 bit
When i slap yall with the hologram you say shxt
TNSV G aint the bit to play wit
Yeah if you in my face, i say it out my mouth, you sprayed with
On some any type a day shit
You sound funny on the track, yeah i break it
Local cats i caught'em all sleepin on the day shift
When i hear'em in the pshypher, yeah i watchem shapeshift
Blue Lotus Damiana, mental on ayhuasca
Thats a military drone, not a flying saucer
Stars revolve around polaris, yeah, never inturupted
They turned pale as a ghost when i said id been abducted

They turned pale as a ghost when i said id been abducted
They felt disturbance in the force with eminent destruction
If i loaded up a full clip know im bustin'
308 I wave at'chall face, try hopless abundance
I speak kings launguage on the queens soil
Strawmen wearing tin hats i rip ya laser foil
I could say it 33 times 85 wont hear me
Lyrics peel all yall wigs back, cuz its never theory
Rappers robot clones, i callem siri
Hit yall wit a frequency, get'chall punks all from near me
POOF! evaporated rappers at the drawing board
Tryna come up with a new way to tryn forge a sword
Never happen, when you steppin up in the session
General takin head shots from every sigle direction
BIG SNEAK, TNSV, you know i stay reppin, need to spit that shit hard fam, or you can get to
Steppin

REVOLVE
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Pull a sample out the crate quick
Giving all you fake the funk rappers somthin to hate with
Im taking off heads up in the snake pit
That other boom boxx i got, will make you run to jake quick
Way i smoke, high fiedelity, yall 8 bit
When i slap yall with the hologram you say shxt
TNSV G aint the bit to play wit
Yeah if you in my face, i say it out my mouth, you sprayed with
On some any type a day shit
You sound funny on the track, yeah i break it
Local cats i caught'em all sleepin on the day shift
When i hear'em in the pshypher, yeah i watchem shapeshift
Blue Lotus Damiana, mental on ayhuasca
Thats a military drone, not a flying saucer
Stars revolve around polaris, yeah, never inturupted
They turned pale as a ghost when i said id been abducted

They turned pale as a ghost when i said id been abducted
They felt disturbance in the force with eminent destruction
If i loaded up a full clip know im bustin'
308 I wave at'chall face, try hopless abundance
I speak kings launguage on the queens soil
Strawmen wearing tin hats i rip ya laser foil
I could say it 33 times 85 wont hear me
Lyrics peel all yall wigs back, cuz its never theory
Rappers robot clones, i callem siri
Hit yall wit a frequency, get'chall punks all from near me
POOF! evaporated rappers at the drawing board
Tryna come up with a new way to tryn forge a sword
Never happen, when you steppin up in the session
General takin head shots from every sigle direction
BIG SNEAK, TNSV, you know i stay reppin, need to spit that shit hard fam, or you can get to
Steppin

REVOLVE
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Writer: JUSTIN WASKO
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