New Crew Songtext
von J.Plantana
New Crew Songtext
Dun-da-da, da da, da da
Yeah
I′m better at defending people who surround me
Twenty-fifteen
Tend to let the reapers in my life
So they would haunt me
Was a ghost that was ascending
So I needed grounding
Death is something I was battling
Death is something that's unraveling
Imma take the yarn and make a sweater with it
Need a needle to feed my creative with it, uh
Back then
Friends would say that evil lies within
I told em not to sweat it
Bet that pretty days are comin′
In a bit for them, but
They could never see the truth
Afflicted with something that just like the flu
Contain that contagion
I'll be in the booth
And save all your anger
I'm finding a new crew, uh
The groups that I′ve ran through
Couldn′t be positive, couldn't be cool
It′s not impossible that I'm a tool for them
That′s shit I'm unable to do
I can′t handle just being the glue
Was between 'em like tweezers
I had to be meaner
I'm tearing the band-aid
I gotta be clear
I am so sick of this shit
An eye for an eye, so I′m dishing a diss
Used to give you kisses when you′d give me lip
You know this exchange wasn't equivalent, so
I needed a change and script flip
So I went out to play with the misfits
They can take all my pain and dismiss it
This a good vibe, you can′t miss this shit
Yeah
I′m better at defending people who surround me
Twenty-fifteen
Tend to let the reapers in my life
So they would haunt me
Was a ghost that was ascending
So I needed grounding
Death is something I was battling
Death is something that's unraveling
Imma take the yarn and make a sweater with it
Need a needle to feed my creative with it, uh
Back then
Friends would say that evil lies within
I told em not to sweat it
Bet that pretty days are comin′
In a bit for them, but
They could never see the truth
Afflicted with something that just like the flu
Contain that contagion
I'll be in the booth
And save all your anger
I'm finding a new crew, uh
The groups that I′ve ran through
Couldn′t be positive, couldn't be cool
It′s not impossible that I'm a tool for them
That′s shit I'm unable to do
I can′t handle just being the glue
Was between 'em like tweezers
I had to be meaner
I'm tearing the band-aid
I gotta be clear
I am so sick of this shit
An eye for an eye, so I′m dishing a diss
Used to give you kisses when you′d give me lip
You know this exchange wasn't equivalent, so
I needed a change and script flip
So I went out to play with the misfits
They can take all my pain and dismiss it
This a good vibe, you can′t miss this shit
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