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Tumaggz - FRICTION lyrics

Artist: Tumaggz

album: FRICTION


Sum' under my foot
Think I stepped on a pigeon
I been livin' where metal go flying from 9s and collisions
When they like you, it comes with additional conditions
Muhfuckas either have a grip or have a wishful conniption
I still hear steel on steel, shit make you flinch from the friction
I still can't heal, for real
But I got dollar bills in my britches
I can feel my heels sinking
This sand is the quickest
I can't deal with spiels
Way you talk, yo jaw be the thickest
Way Brd done crawled from the thicket
Don't mean no thorns
Mean her hips is
I put my face in ellipses
Shit make me quiet like ellipsis
Still be like this when I'm fifty
Dog in me talk like the Griffins
Try to keep up with the crows
But you lack the knowledge and equipment
Still see my solace in the distance
Miss one more call, I'm still indifferent
Dropped out of college to participate
In some pollen in the wind shit
This that bottom of Willamette
Shit feel like fallin' in a river
Got shit to count up in my hand but
Every dollar leave a splinter
Smoke, eat roach, Tyler the creator
Those close start vyin' for a favor
These days I don't do nothin' free
Cus sum' free means me busy later
I'm here to rehumiliate 'em
Y'all sweet, get warm in sugar coats
But yo input is appreciated
Nice garments leave you feelin naked
In the end
Maggz is sick like the common cold
Y'all comatose
If leeching's how you get popping that shit is gross
If that's the case you're the filthiest on your part of the coast
Kill Maggz before he blows up
And everyone knows we're hoes
Is the motto
Y'all should have pitched in the lotto
More luck than shots in Chicago
Oh me I'm smashing through potholes to get my racks up
You tried to burn out a star
But I'm just to big in this orbit
Your life is boring
You ain't a thug you a Norbit
Tim Lambesis the way I'm ordering hits up on you pussies
Or OJ the way I do it myself and beat the case
Either way I fantasize of bringing demise to all of my haters
That might be you, so best invest in vests and protect your face
If the shoe fits then you wear it
I know you like to Payless
You'll get what you paid for while running on the pavement
So sick of metaphors fuck it I guess I'll say it
You a pussy and you'll never rub me out because I'm staying bitch
Maggz out in Tokyo
No Yoko Ono
Ramune and soju on ice
He might let the fro grow
But don't know fo sho
Harpoon with a waist of knives
No no to photos
Please let that shit go
Let loose bitch we got all night
I might take me a stroll
To Candle Cove hoping to write
Some haiku's and sacred rites
Go find employment, it's 6 months before you burn out
Mask on me like En, they pretend
They don't see the shrooms, muhfuckas been
I bet you'll pull up at your show, low or no turn out
On defense and in silent tension you hear the boom, muhfuckas dead
You wanna be me so bad, you tried to put me down
Didn't work, I'm wylin in Turkey
I'm worldwide now
I'm worldwide like I'm Pitbull
Game a claw machine
Earn mine when that shit pull
Turn wide when that whip cold
Yo glass half empty
Mine is half gin full, bitch

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