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lirik lagu 7 gang – moses

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[verse 1: bigeench]
ha, ha
i’m like moses on this beat (yeah)
flow so f~ckin’ hard i make the red sea part for me (splash)
in the wal~mart lot she sucked my d down on the low (ooh)
felt so f~ckin’ good i screamed out, “let my people go!”
and i used to read the bible now i get high on the road (skrt)
and sometimes the cops stop me but they always let me go (you can go)
your b~tch is like an olive, put my finger in the hole (ooh)
go look at the stars and smoke another bowl

[interlude: bigeench and c~rex]
would you grind it please, and uh, sprinklе on kief
yeah, bet you you will, ha
um, all i know is that i know how good this sh~t’s making mе feel
wait, who are you again?
well my real name’s caleb, b~tch, and i’m way too f~ckin’ faded for this
ohh, that’s right, well, um

[hook: c~rex]
well well well (what)
look what we have here (we have here)
livin’ in h~ll (livin’ in h~ll)
cuz we burnt ‘way our years (burnt ‘way our years)
well well well (well well well)
look what we have here (we have here)
i’m too f~cked to tell (too f~cked to tell)
but it’s suddenly clear (suddenly clear)
[bridge: c~rex and bigeench]
drugs, s~x, i swear that my life’s the best (yes)
and love, it hurts, man i swear that my life is the worst (worst)
drugs, s~x, man i swear my life is blessed (yes)
f~ck, it burns, but we promised another verse

[verse 2: c~rex]
well well well, look at what is here, um
cuffing season? need f~ckin’ season
runnin’, leavin’, up above the demons
stay cuz you love me? need another reason
speaking tongues like what’s up with jesus
but deities brief to bleeding heathens
blaspheme police, i’m always up for treason
people k!lling good things are the ones who breed ’em
d~mn, i’m a bit of a mess
a little depressed and a little obsessed
some nights i’m f~ckin’, get lit on the rest
some of ’em judge, that’s a bit of a guess
f~ck it, i’m switchin’, i’ll spit on the rest
f~ck b~tches even if that b~tch was the best
you really got more than them tits on your chest? (no)
cheat on my ass like you did on your tests (ho)
with all these broads, my life is a soap opera
and i need vodka to cope
almost eloped, but said gotta go
got high as f~ck, crashed her car into a pole
slashed all the tires and got f~ckin’ higher
said she was a virgin that b~tch was a liar
man i am so tired, there’s lions inside her
i’m drinkin’ this bourbon like mike’s or bud light or
um, something like tang, i didn’t even taste
nothin’ but her lips that be on my brain (no)
her p~ssy tasted like lemon meringue (gross)
f~ck a relationship, wedding and ring
reminiscin’ on the b~tches that played
your boy like a game, i remember the days
hot for a gothic gf, it’s a phase (it’s not a phase!)
raisin’, won’t stoop to your level like canes
[hook: c~rex]
well well well (what)
look what we have here (we have here)
livin’ in h~ll (livin’ in h~ll)
cuz we burnt ‘way our years (burnt ‘way our years)
well well well (well well well)
look what we have here (we have here)
i’m too f~cked to tell (too f~cked to tell)
but it’s suddenly clear