Correction Paroles Full Metal Dummy par Cemetery Drive

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[BRIDGE - Cloud Mac]
Borderline psychopath, pull it back
Let it blast, then relax, I'm over shit
Dollar signs on my mind, all the time
On the grind, I will find the golden clips

[VERSE 1 - Thiago]
I think I lost my marbles (where'd they go?)
Keep a couple rolls packed inside my cargos (I don't know)
Keep a couple screws all loosey-goosey
Keep my shit wide open, you can see right through me

Didn't think necks could articulate like that
People gave y'all props, I'ma take mine back
I'm like Akon back in his Konvict days
“Smack that,” let me take all the blame

I got so many plaques on my wall of shame
I had so much plaque in my mouth again
They say that boy quite nice like the south of France
Tryna bring them back to life like alchemy

Wait, Thiago is full metal
Planting evidence like Iago in Othello
Catch hands, mano a mano we gon settle
Advance, flowering up with no petals
[VERSE 2 - Whyandotte]
I need a million dollars
Bad bitches who all swallow
Self esteem, common sense
Shots of liquor, confidence

Lots of friends, lots of foes
Happiness, I suppose
But the world keep telling me shit ain't free baby
Positivity ain't for me baby

Dilated dialogue dark thoughts tag along
What you want? A cookie or something?
What you taking me for nigga, a rookie or something?
I deserve me a medal, am I a Wookiee or something?

Steady living in hell, can He cook me or something
But everybody need me and everybody bleed me
Everybody line up in lines just to see me
Funeral pyre, forever been on fire nigga

[HOOK - Atwood]
Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump
Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun
We don't really give a f*ck what you want
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb

[VERSE 3 - Chris Wright]
Rolling up the Bible paper, I'm so close
You won't ever find no vape in my photos
Adventure time, but feeling like Jojo's
Thinking you the last real one, but you Momo

Oh no, say bye when you see me
‘Cause it just might be the last time
I get the vibe mixed it when it lag
I'm tired of being so fake, it's a drag
[VERSE 4 - Cloud Mac]
Yea talk about fashionably late, Time Crisis
It's 2019 and you still wear Osiris
The look on your face man, that shit is priceless
Grinding the finest of joints, heh, arthritis

In Brazil with Thiago, pass the fuego
They don't believe the movement man I feel like Galileo
Yeah the stone face see through, wrist is just a veil
All your hate overhead, bitch I'm Gareth Bale
I would like to see you try, motherf*cker
We always dressed in black, yeah f*ck the other colors
Man is paper cut covered cos' he shower in his money
All you rappers jokes, but none of you is funny

We the real deal, I built this all from the ground up
Listen to our music man you never heard this sound f
And when you think you got the edge, man we counter
Cemetery Drive, changing everything around us

[BRIDGE - Cloud Mac]
Borderline psychopath, pull it back
Let it blast, then relax, I'm over shit
Dollar signs on my mind, all the time
On the grind, I will find the golden clips

[VERSE 5 - Miles Powers]
I ain't selling dope but this shit hella dope
And I been selling it like selling dope ("Oh you selling dope then?")
Nope, that's a metaphor hoe, it ain't literal
Little Bo-Peep lotta sheep I'ma let 'em go

Don't fear me when wolf bear teeth
I need funds like OPB, that's 503 talk
Violent f*ck a peace talk, vibin' till my knees lock
And I leave chalk on the pavement, what a day man!

Blood on my jeans and my grey flannel
You can huff a couple fumes but you ain't Van Gogh
My paint can overflowing yo, don't you see these hands dummy?
See these CD fans love me like duh, I'm young money

Mr. Nothing's Funny, old at heart, I don't f*ck with twenty-somethings
And their f*ckshit, tell me who you f*ck with
Tell me what's the fuss kid, I see your sus slick shit
Got twists like I'm Biskwiq, switch it up like a stick shift

[HOOK - Atwood]
Pull up on the scene like Gump, Gump, Gump Gump
Run shit, yeah run dun da dun dun
We don't really give a f*ck what you want
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb

Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb
Dumb dumb dumb dumb
Yeah we be goin' dumb dumb dumb dumb

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