Indecent Decor
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Lyrics
I hit the gas and kick the dust up I hit the gas and kick the dust up You feel some way then nigga do some We cobra clutch 'em and suffocate 'til they don't move none Our style illustrious, draped in gold, kings of our time Pharaohs and Gods, inciting riots and martial law I raise the bar, one of the illest that you've heard thus far It's all authentic, no it's not a facade, these niggas are frauds Painting pictures, you can see through the fog, indecent decor Our reign of terror lasting forever, you niggas been warned Bitch we in high demand Nigga's throwing stones and hide they fucking hands Architect your glass house and knock it down right where it stands I over plan and go the extra mile so they can understand We ain't playing, fair or by the rules, don't make us take it there Make it clear, I don't think they ready, shall I reappear? Sorry for the intermission, we gon' be here every year Success make 'em sick, it's ever clearer on an empty stomach Let 'em plummet, let them niggas learn from it I hit the gas and kick the dust up You feel some way then nigga do some We cobra clutch 'em and suffocate 'til they don't move none Our style illustrious, draped in gold, kings of our time Pharaohs and Gods, inciting riots and martial law I raise the bar, one of the illest that you've heard thus far It's all authentic, no it's not a facade, these niggas are frauds Painting pictures, you can see through the fog, indecent decor Our reign of terror lasting forever, you niggas been warned They say we monstrous, cold hearted bastards, that shit's preposterous Only fucking with my confidants, political conference Niggas will flip the script soon as them problems hit Tryna avoid the consequence, still in the cross-hairs, criminal warfare Prices paid, sacrifices made to live the way we live Fast assumptions, adding up to nothing from the mass consumption Still we running, reaching for that finish line, achieving something Seize the moment, make that bitch last if you really want it I hit the gas and kick the dust up Kings of our time I raise the bar, one of the illest that you've heard thus far These niggas are fraud Sorry for the intermission, we gon' be here every year
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:38
- Key
- 4
- Tempo
- 130 BPM