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Scarecrow - Lyrical Extortion Lyrics



Scarecrow - Lyrical Extortion Lyrics




Runnin' with heathens, bitin' hard like I'm teethin' watch
What you say
Cause we both know you don't mean it Have me raise up, get you fat
Joe leaning any given Sunday just like Willie Beeman

Primetime, game time, you won't last past this evening
My position don't come with off-season My dope, they keep snortin' ice water
What I got coursin' throughout, cut off fingertips
Just to make you cry out, pray the lord above ya

Have your own brother shun ya after his introduction to this f*ckin' dungeon
Now I ain't Socrates, but I know a few things
Y'all know when it comes to the bars, I'll never short ya
That's too close to bein' lyrical extortion

Heard your song bitch, I know you can't afford it
Takin' no pity, show no mercy Motherf*ckin' real-life shit
Don't require no rehearsal
Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it

F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it
Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent
Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious

Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it
F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it
Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent

Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious
We all makin' choices and
No, you can't reverse it
Right in your tracks

Is where the f*ck I gotta stop
You got you shook to the core
Now you fearful of the monster
Firein' up MCs, green leaves

Call me Rasta, top shotter
Minus blood clot at the Don Dada
Don't run, this is my kinda party
Just gettin' started

Now listen to the sound of your heart
When it's stoppin
Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it
F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it

Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent
Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious
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Runnin' with heathens, bitin' hard like I'm teethin' watch
What you say
Cause we both know you don't mean it Have me raise up, get you fat
Joe leaning any given Sunday just like Willie Beeman

Primetime, game time, you won't last past this evening
My position don't come with off-season My dope, they keep snortin' ice water
What I got coursin' throughout, cut off fingertips
Just to make you cry out, pray the lord above ya

Have your own brother shun ya after his introduction to this f*ckin' dungeon
Now I ain't Socrates, but I know a few things
Y'all know when it comes to the bars, I'll never short ya
That's too close to bein' lyrical extortion

Heard your song bitch, I know you can't afford it
Takin' no pity, show no mercy Motherf*ckin' real-life shit
Don't require no rehearsal
Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it

F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it
Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent
Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious

Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it
F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it
Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent

Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious
We all makin' choices and
No, you can't reverse it
Right in your tracks

Is where the f*ck I gotta stop
You got you shook to the core
Now you fearful of the monster
Firein' up MCs, green leaves

Call me Rasta, top shotter
Minus blood clot at the Don Dada
Don't run, this is my kinda party
Just gettin' started

Now listen to the sound of your heart
When it's stoppin
Lyrical extortion, and I know you can't afford it
F*ck stayin' quiet, I refuse to ignore it

Lyrical extortion crushin' targets
With pressure so persistent
Know my flow ain't the only thing vicious
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Writer: Leonard Philbeck
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Scarecrow
Language: English
Length: 2:08
Written by: Leonard Philbeck

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