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The Hanged Man Video (MV)




Performed By: Syrup
Length: 1:36
Written by: Nethanel Abramovich




Syrup - The Hanged Man Lyrics




Lately you dont hear from me
Shady, but wont fear it, he
Stays in it, wont clear it fore he gets up off the ritalin
Better than i was a few months past
New ones passed, i slid under the overpass
Bleeding from the nose again, glasses sharpen focus even if they only frames
Even if the homie sleeping on me, i dont blame
F*ck you, if you play for fame, you lucked out, cause i dont play no games
This the shit i heal with, i dont sign off on some deal and dash, copping hash, lame

Fate came in and played its cards
Savouring the scuffle marks
No favours, favouring the best of us
No flavor, slated for the worst in us
I keep stable
Keep the low muddy and the highs clashing
Peep the flow, brodie keep the rhymes flashy
Keep guessing, had to dip fast cause i got anxious
Had a few grams, but i kept dashing
Now i keep a spliff in the matress, just to keep it classic
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Lately you dont hear from me
Shady, but wont fear it, he
Stays in it, wont clear it fore he gets up off the ritalin
Better than i was a few months past
New ones passed, i slid under the overpass
Bleeding from the nose again, glasses sharpen focus even if they only frames
Even if the homie sleeping on me, i dont blame
F*ck you, if you play for fame, you lucked out, cause i dont play no games
This the shit i heal with, i dont sign off on some deal and dash, copping hash, lame

Fate came in and played its cards
Savouring the scuffle marks
No favours, favouring the best of us
No flavor, slated for the worst in us
I keep stable
Keep the low muddy and the highs clashing
Peep the flow, brodie keep the rhymes flashy
Keep guessing, had to dip fast cause i got anxious
Had a few grams, but i kept dashing
Now i keep a spliff in the matress, just to keep it classic
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Writer: Nethanel Abramovich
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