Crisis Phone (feat. Pink Siifu)

Lyrics for Crisis Phone (feat. Pink Siifu)

For real, I'll bring your 25-year-old chip Where'd you get 'em, man? Man, you know me, I know everybody in town (Ah hah-ha, hah-hah) I know everybody that-, when you gon' give me those shit to work on? They out there man, give us one to work on Camera shy, hands held-high Where the head goes, body follows, y'all know I'm not pressed, but I coalesce The more you hold, does not reflects Where you tryna go? I vote trips then dips, skipping stones Timezone fold, the blackest holes Hands of chance, palm the roads Dead can dance, crease the bones, check for vitals False idols, 'Peace God', I wouldn't lie, though Sign the line, silo daycamp, Chinese-staircase champ 1991 I put razor to my head after I seen Onyx 'Throw Ya Guns' Born under warmth, of other suns No answer, you didn't call before you came, king's ransom You don't wanna know what's in the sauce You wouldn't guess what's under the floorboards Rich men hem and haw Weight from every known side, but still won't pay what it cost A couple scar and a few more, borrowed time Hold the door with a toothpick Two swords, one on each temple, all is welcome I was fine with a dime sack of hydro And a bootleg smack DVD off nostrand 20 years, came and went My face on posters plastered to the ghost of ghetto past Pour out a little liquor, date smudge on eviction notice, if you notice Ex you out the picture, not the record One for good measure, two for getting over, closure Oh, let's link in the back, like I can't remember You don't know what it mean to bleed Man, we shit you, you not a member You ain't ever seen what it means to have Pink Siifu show the real I know evil, can't trust a rat from the tail, it's a sequel I'ma keep it three thousand and twelve, blue sect Blue from the necklace, what they expected But they never a threat, we still here Grin shinin' ear to ear, it's like burnin' and cryin' It's really your head on a scale, with a ten I can eye Shared-interests like limited liability, distant, intimate moments It's only one date, but, I don't know, feel like she into me Love expensive, I'll make due with breadcrumbs and chicken feet I got chicken feet, sticking out stock pots Miss me with the mystery meat Fake beef, I'm a broken clock, I never come around I wait for my time, I'm a stolen watch New strap, all calls blocked Mutombo finger-wag, I thought not Pepper like bird shot Shepherd'll walk the flock to the abattoir and thought, "It's a dirty game, Lord" Woke since a snot-nose, jumpin' at ghosts But, scared money where the smart money go I cut my enemies exactly enough rope, and watch them go ahead on up the road Sunset like gold in the golden crucible, spiderhole in your cubicle You could pour your whole soul in, it's still business as usual Like them two brothers used to do Bruv talk a good one, I'm like, "Whoopty woop" Second date, the bouquet is for the soup I got more sour flowers, laid on the roof for meteor shower Holding hands for half an hour, feeling kind of sad I'm out the bag, they woulda thought I was glad, man This me peelin' back, like I can't remember You don't know what it mean to bleed Membership, you not a member You ain't ever seen what it means to have Pink Siifu show the real I know evil, show the people Can't trust a rat from the tail, it's a sequel I'ma keep it three thousand and twelve, blue sect Blood from the necklace, what they expected What the hell, but they never a threat, we still here Grin shinin' ear to ear, it's like burnin' I'm not going to tell you anything, I want you to watch me See what I do, see how I do it