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Uppers (Clean Edit)

Album: Unmastered Ep
By:
Anatomy Hip Hop

Duration

2:40

Genres

Hip-Hop

Description

An Form Of Self Expression

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Lyrics

Verse 1 You can call me bi-polar like the north and south pole 'cause In the same way my brain always stays cold We can go our separate ways or we can take the same road Then after we're engaged ill take the pace to eight folds, Its just me and you and scooby doo and tucan sam, how many ***** screws you think this loose man has? If you think that I'm with you then girl that's too damn bad, how much of you do you assume a true man can stand, congruent fluent visions from a thought to a plan like i was taught to demand, reaching for appreciation panning a scan, While im amputating thoughts, chopping off at the hand, with assorted different toppings too bland to withstand Verse 2 I run lickety split across a rickety bridge I grab jiminy cricket and I gave him a kiss quick, With venomous lips **** continuous wicked plot thickening **** A sickening drop, slippery swapping of spit, Envisioning a mission cant stop if it fits, karate chopping of bricks, Wearing a black suit of thick unsuitable truth, while I'm heading to Afghanistan to **** up the troops The plain arrogant stairs flaring too fair to repair Viewers better beware, there's more than whats ignored within the thinning of hair, Its more than you'd afford to lose or dare to be shared I'm too awake to be scared I thought that I could take the cake impairing a care, And shake the fake awakened fate that's there to despair

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