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The SilverBack - MCR lyrics

Verse1:
See it's a crispy one! Ya know I'm back again
This a get tipsy one! Tell her she can bring a friend
Still chickens get there dixy on! Chick Tryna lips me one! Brother go flip me one! I'm faded! On that whiskey one
Couple g of pukka she a frisky one
Safe s** with latex but still I'm on a Risky one
Pound then I'm quickly gone! Bounce get my stiffler on!
My js look cray so man ask me where my rizla from
Listener imma drifter and landed in from planet zong
Stinking of chronic and Spitting with a dragon tongue
In the streets there are Sticks that beat Harry's wand
I ain't never grabbin one I ain't on a shoot and run
100 proof I set the booth alight when I am done
The truth alligned with a sense of rhyme and pun
I got pukka in my lungs and true love for these drums
I put two up slums and put my j up to the sun

Chorus:
On the high road money is all I know
Been on these streets since day, all work no play, and I'll tell ya what I know
I need that crow
I got that p**y in my eye
Give me 3 barrels fast I will show you relaps and like tell you I don't know why
I'm on that crow
That p**y left me me sky
All I need is a real good team round me and a couple mandem by my side
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Verse2:
I'm on that gypsy one, you know I back a friend
Bare knuckle fisty one, working on a stack again
I see bigguns get there pixie on
Outta pukka shout a brother I know that he will lick me one, I'm rolling like I'm undercover uncovered a gritty one
Discover my true cover is a cover so just pick me one
You can stick me kong ,you know that I will take em on
Crazy how I break a song imagine Tryna waste me one
Breaking fractions so you know I know the 8th is on
You wanna race I'm asking I've you've got the pace for one
I'm taking off! Blazing one the size of Charlie sloth
You know I set the party off! Margin win is half a loss
And imma stick it to the man that's said the wicked way would fail
On that bed of nails! Weighty man I'm of the scale
Know I rock it so I stock the beat with rails
I'm on that top sh** ya not sh**! You know I keep it trill

Chorus:
On the high road money is all I know
Been on these streets since day, all work no play, and I'll tell ya what I know
I need that crow
I got that p**y in my eye
Give me 3 barrels fast I will show you relaps and like tell you I don't know why
I'm on that crow
That p**y left me me sky
All I need is a real good team round me and a couple mandem by my side

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