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Chris Bey - Sword lyrics

Artist: Chris Bey

album: Sword


It's scary
The key came sharp as a sword
Niggas think that they're invincible
Then get cut like a chord
I remember 99' riding with my dad
In that ford
Seen a nigga who owed him money
Beat his ass then we floored
Now my neck shine bright
I glow
She touched my chain and she on
I Like my diamonds white for purpose
It's what I like
Now be gone
Get out my face
I need MySpace
I need MySpace like I'm Tom
They'll call the cops
The show will stop
Cause I'm a threat I'm the bomb
Sauce saucey with the ink
Flow too hot don't need a mink
I usually ride in planes
But if it's trucks I prefer brinks
I need cash man I need bags
Not just for me but for my team
Bigger picture it went viral
Now my thoughts all real I think
I don't even think I blinked
I've been zoning on a motion
Got a notion for the secrets
Got the potions
Antidoping
Cause commotion
Been eloping
To the top
The shit got thin
Everybody know where I been
I've been posted with my men
Counting yen
For those above
Who will come save the rest of us
Who can you trust
Can you protect the rest of them
I remember weekend visits
I remember I remember
Always wanting to go get it
It's December
This is another
This a cutthroat business
I remember I remember
People wouldn't even listen
Accumulating while my songs weren't even finished
So close so close I taste it
I'm talking nearly inches
Severely distant
Shit like pigeons
Quick fight senses
A power glide you'll never catch me slipping
But are you down
Are you down to ride
Blazing when we kick in
I'll cut you down if I have to
There's no way I'm missing
You got your nose where it don't belong
Red light district
Silent sergeants
Bouta charge in
I'm ahead of the system
This a S ranked mission
We the hardest don't deny it
With this heat that we're providing
You would think we were in hiding
Got so high I started gliding
You just talking I'm about it
Since a teen I have decided
I am with the shits jump off it
It concerns the fam I'm plotting
Go
Who can save the rest of us
It's like a test but only the best could get the best of us
N ain't nobody next to us
Chess to us
Except this ain't a game you niggas lame
Bigger picture you just don't fit in the frame
We gon aim
For the Sky
We gon do it every time
We ain't gon try
That's no more
Only thing we breaking through gon be that door
Get on the floor
TSA the way we check them at the gate
All my team gon' get a plate
And my team already ate
Yeah Yeah
For those above
Who will come save the rest of us
Who can you trust
Can you protect the rest of them

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