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• Artiste: Awar & Vanderslice
• Titre: Cadillac Grills
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We done came up from the bottom to the top (bleaw) My cloth ain't from the same cut, I got it, I can't stop now Tryna make my momma proud, still my stomach's in knots Recover my spot, ignore the thorns in God's crown Let it knock loud, I'mma storm the hot sound This port(?) I do not drown, imported in compounds We enforce it to the whip's foreign and we lock town Glide in the convertible drops with the power tops down Open the moon roof, exhale hydroponic clouds I keep 'em in suspense, like some hydraulics, wow Shanghai wattage, state defyin' logic Rhymes is fiber optics, exotic rhymes ride in cockpit Find 'em in the tropics, enjoy a gorgeous night Breakin' up, burnin' that CD, this that northern lights My Jordan Nikes step on the gas and it forfeit fights MCee's one of prestige who can't afford the price Cadillac grills, suicide doors Came stackin' pills with bricks inside the floors Straight like that, I was taught to strive for more Fly in a Delorean, slide in a Topmore MCee in the backpack, studs on the outskirts(?) Bricks on the inside, double flat role top Battlecry lullaby, tell you a war story The second flood nine statue of limitation's goal Frightening, a chair full of lightning Is what a nigga facin' if I eva face indictment Pray for me, after that, break up the J for me(?) Take this piece that's fotent, meet homie, he got some paint for me Turn it out, he gon' bring in scale to balance out Little chessy chubber, that's cool Everything balanced out, fair exchange, leave the Hummer Take the Range, the tail light went out, I gotta go and get it changed Cadillac grills, suicide doors Came stackin' pills with bricks inside the floors Straight like that, I was taught to strive for more Fly in a Delorean, slide in a Topmore Known to keep a stash, we got that mass appeal I got keys in the cab, please don't grab the wheels No leaks in the bag, that shit is vacuum sealed Move like lawn mowers, snakes is the grass revealed I spit it well, straight to the point, like digital scales Take the whif, the smell of every joint is fishscale Canine sniffin' can't tell, yeah, we givin' 'em hell It's freedom of speech, we'll have you sitiin' in a prison cell How you ship 'em platinum for you to sit on a shelf(?) You gon' have the ship of free crack standin' for yo shit to sell You lack the pirax vision and the figures for Yale(?) Next year you'll be left fishin' yoself wet out of a wishin' well Runnin' for the border and forgettin' yo passport Biggie's commandments, how big he could get in the crash-course(?) You're gettin' what you asked for, snitchin' to the taskforce Givin' pigs permission to search ? your dashboard Pussy