Goldini Bagwell - Strands lyrics

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Goldini Bagwell - Strands lyrics

Ethic: (Come on) Y'all ain't ready, stop We been a finning off being fox-like Rock mics 'till this venue's locked And we ain't patient (naw) We got too many knots Sape laced And we doing thangs many said we not supposed to I'm so cool with they petty talk, let 'em walk (naw) They can't move and we set to launch (set to launch) And we been through every test And marched through to get here, our food comes this year (nah nah) Sapient: This here's proof that the best have got doper You can't see that, you got glaucoma I'm not joking around, I'm choking you out sodapop soldiers We got heat you can't touch even with pot holders You clash with titans, the outcome's hectic Clowns get stretched like calisthenics Sandpeeps, P-Town invested We wearing crowns without a dentist, and now you get it, uh-huh OnlyOne: I used to ride the Tri-met I used to take the 71 over to 66th and walk it Now every May I'm gone 'til November like Wyclef (I'm out) The grind is real and no one's lowered the price yet [...] is thirty-two times ten and I don't write cheques Life-threatening moments move towards me, I side-step High-tech, high-def, Ziplock, Pyrex I dissect life, sometimes it's too hard to digest Illmaculate: This uniformity, my crew is swarming like some k**er bees And making music cordially, we trying to build the scene I'm human, normal [...] and having more so we build machines 'til we lose the war with them and k** our dreams I'm cutting off the source of their abilities Smoking cubans imported like vanilla beans Moving units from Portland to the Phillipines Any is plenty, I'm fortunate for the little things Mo-b: It's SP, let the haters catch fillings I'ma focus, I'm a star player, like Katt Williams They cap peeling, and all those cats, they wetter They more [...] Yeah, I got my bread, so it's Kum ba yah Now I'm international, start a coup d'état Booyaka, booyaka, that supplier, supplier Bring a whole new meaning to friendly fire IAME: Yeah, we got this, the clock ticks something obnoxious Reminding you of what you haven't accomplished yet Vets to the process, we know hardship best Taking bong hits to offset stress Gold: Now made a conflict rest We conquer concerts and e-commerce Something monster sh** [...] Foster your inner conscience IAME: They out of bounds with self-centred transcripts Gold: Long story short IAME: This is how the sands shift (nah nah) Gold: Per second perfected to every pixel Inflicts through damage to live to and die by My, time flies, I don't mean to scare your perception Or barbecue your eyesight, I offer you my blessings IAME: Knocked the fluorescence out your limelight I'm restless, resisting the law, like, fist up When a line between fighting for gets twisted Gold: Or tested man, we're invested in the vision IAME: Long story short Gold: f** it, dog, listen