Back In The Field by Li 9 lyrics

Back In The Field

Li 9

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Rap

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[Chorus]
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my nеck with baguettes and then post on thе block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field

[Verse]
Better off on my own, I don't know why
Going down that road on the wrong side (Yeah, yeah)
Cuban link wrapped 'round my neck like a bow tie
Lovin' how I'm livin', owe it all to the Most High
Ain't gotta pay 'em, off the love bet the bro slide
Any nigga ever played with us have they folks crying
Ain't never lackin', I fuck off the backend
I really brought racks in, who knew this would happen?
From trappin' to rappin' to fuckin' these actresses, pallets to palaces
They can't get to me
Nigga probably die tonight if he mention me
Ever start sayin' 9, he a mini-me
You ain't never seen 'em 'round, he a enemy
100 on the drum, I can shoot for a century
I'm in the jets with a tec where the killas Be
Lovin' the bitches I'm fuckin', you kidding me?
I'm in the Ville with a vibe outta Tennessee
Charge 'em a dub when it really was ten a G (Oh)
Blood in, blood out, bitch, we got mob ties
You play with one of mine, you see my darkside
[Chorus]
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field
I'm on a ten-seater jet on the way to the check but don't think I ain't packing the steel
I'ma put on for the set, fill my neck with baguettes and then post on the block with a mill'
You cannot hang where we at and we snatching that chain off your neck if you ain't got no kill
They ever play with them racks then we load with the ruegers and Macs and we back in the field

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Lyric: Pornstar by The Din Pedals

Pornstar

The Din Pedals

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Fragile
Hand crafted
By naked fools

Withered and broken
Your name is half torn

And by the way
I'm going back again
I've never thought I could burn
Red alert, red alert
Great porn star
Always he tries, yeah

Whisper from laughing
My matter's full, oh

And by the way
I'm going back again
I've never thought I could burn
Red alert, red alert
Great porn star
Always he tries, yeah
And by the way
I'm going back again
I've never thought I could burn
Red alert, red alert
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Lyric: Plastic by The Din Pedals

Plastic

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Answer phone took you by surprise
Communicators
Machine-cracked eggs from red to beige
Prozac noise don't get to much... sympathy
Spaceman stands
From head to toe the seams will show

Plastic, chrome spawns the nation
Plastic, chrome from fixations
In a word I could blow through the ceiling
In a word

Everything, whatever it takes
Novocaine or a cigarette break
To ask too many questions
Too much is enough

Plastic, chrome spawns the nation
Plastic, chrome from fixations
In a word I could blow through the ceiling
In a word

So much you learn, you might get burned
So much you learn, you might get burned
So much you learn...

She always gets what she wants...

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4 Man Deep by Cam Thomas lyrics

4 Man Deep

Cam Thomas

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[Hook]
Can’t tell the difference between all the fakes man I cannot decide
Judgement is coming address me correctly you know I preside
I know some niggas that don’t want no problems between us
Tires screech when they see us, 4 man deep in a Prius
Life feel like a lids store so many hats that I’m wearing
Plyo to put jeans there’s no surprise that they staring
Swear this shit so different from the last time
We ain’t moaning bout what happened that’s just past times yeah

[Verse 1]
My shit is infеctious you might catch leprosy
Have you fleeing the country likе you a refugee
Plug asking me where’s the money it’s in the SUV
When I say plug that means my engineer
Stepping up to the plate I don’t see contenders near
Death comes in triples and I’m sensing zero threats in here
It’s sink or swim we ain’t paddling in shallow waters
Immaculate for your daughters
I split the cake in quarters then just share that how they taught us
I can’t really complain got financials on my brain
Profits for the therapy the losses cause the pain
Unfortunately, I see your literacy
Isn’t quite up to scratch it’s at a level it shouldn’t be
And so we out here educating, 4 years at Uni that’s cause I’m patient
And perseverant, cause being broke is my deterrent
I will never be a sucker I will never be another just a number
In the system they don’t care bout your existence for real
[Hook]
Can’t tell the difference between all the fakes man I cannot decide
Judgement is coming address me correctly you know I preside
I know some niggas that don’t want no problems between us
Tires screech when they see us, 4 man deep in a Prius
Life feel like a lids store so many hats that I’m wearing
Plyo to put jeans there’s no surprise that they staring
Swear this shit so different from the last time
We ain’t moaning bout what happened that’s just past times yeah

[Verse 2]
I like my wine until the bottles finished
I heard your story but It didn’t have no morals in it
That’s why I’m never really mixing with these other guys
Their love is fake they just acting I see it in they eyes
Hustle dawn to dawn this the sound of my ceremony
I grip the bag both hands together like the hands emoji
Delete they contact out my celly cause these niggas phoney
Played out positions by a chick I know that’s not my homies
This is my testimony
I just sent my girl a text to say I’m coming home
I send her hearts she don’t like it when she all alone
Let’s toast to those niggas tryna stay up in the picture
They act a fool, then they clowning when they see em with ya
I’m so hesitant, I should prolly pull up at they yard like I’m a resident
Just because I whip a fucking Benz man what’s the relevance
I can see the fear behind your eyes man it’s so prevalent
My judgement sets precedent yeah
[Hook]
Can’t tell the difference between all the fakes man I cannot decide
Judgement is coming address me correctly you know I preside
I know some niggas that don’t want no problems between us
Tires screech when they see us, 4 man deep in a Prius
Life feel like a lids store so many hats that I’m wearing
Plyo to put jeans there’s no surprise that they staring
Swear this shit so different from the last time
We ain’t moaning bout what happened that’s just past times yeah

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