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In the Booth Video (MV)




Performed By: Artisan908
Length: 1:29
Written by: JOSHUA FOOTE




Artisan908 - In the Booth Lyrics
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I be with the loud in the booth
10 toes down these niggas don't make a sound in the booth
I be looking for the crown in the booth
Yeah I came here to eat there ain't enough to go around in the booth
Man honestly i'm astounded with you
Still fishing for bars I can see these niggas bound by the truth
You a mother f*cking clown you a goof
You was never really gang you could never hold it down for the crew
I came to drop bombs on the beat like 'nam on the beach
Lieutenant dan I will never see defeat
When I cook the whole block feel the heat
Try to go against me with no bird box that's a suicidal peak
I'm a mother f*cking monster a beast big dogs off the leash
Mother f*ckers getting mauled in the streets
When I get my f*cking paws on the beef
If you try to get involved just become another part of the feast
I been where the arsonists been
Sin's bars are like carcinogens got you coughing again
I'ma put him in a coffin to end
All that mother f*cking talking for him boy you softer than lint
Ashes to ashes a spark of the flint
And yo ass is just lost in the wind
What I'm blasting is hard to defend
I'm discarding ya limbs think yo ass getting off with a limp
That's a man down
Now maybe you mother f*ckers will understand now
That you couldn't run me the fade if I kept my hands down
Rocked a blindfold and dropped my pants to the damn ground
Like what you saying now, Yeah
I done lost it again
Hit the life alert cuz 908 is off it again
He'd be stupid to take the bait that I'm offering him
But then again a nigga said he had bars for me Sin
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I be with the loud in the booth
10 toes down these niggas don't make a sound in the booth
I be looking for the crown in the booth
Yeah I came here to eat there ain't enough to go around in the booth
Man honestly i'm astounded with you
Still fishing for bars I can see these niggas bound by the truth
You a mother f*cking clown you a goof
You was never really gang you could never hold it down for the crew
I came to drop bombs on the beat like 'nam on the beach
Lieutenant dan I will never see defeat
When I cook the whole block feel the heat
Try to go against me with no bird box that's a suicidal peak
I'm a mother f*cking monster a beast big dogs off the leash
Mother f*ckers getting mauled in the streets
When I get my f*cking paws on the beef
If you try to get involved just become another part of the feast
I been where the arsonists been
Sin's bars are like carcinogens got you coughing again
I'ma put him in a coffin to end
All that mother f*cking talking for him boy you softer than lint
Ashes to ashes a spark of the flint
And yo ass is just lost in the wind
What I'm blasting is hard to defend
I'm discarding ya limbs think yo ass getting off with a limp
That's a man down
Now maybe you mother f*ckers will understand now
That you couldn't run me the fade if I kept my hands down
Rocked a blindfold and dropped my pants to the damn ground
Like what you saying now, Yeah
I done lost it again
Hit the life alert cuz 908 is off it again
He'd be stupid to take the bait that I'm offering him
But then again a nigga said he had bars for me Sin
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Writer: JOSHUA FOOTE
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