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conVIth – Warzone Flex | Official Music Video
Guess I’m just made for dark hip-hop, duh. Like, share and subscribe. Appreciate the love. Follow me on Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/jagsifat.mak… Follow me on Snapchat – username : conscience499 A Food Discovery app from the director based in Chandigarh – Download the Food Club app and get amazing discounts at top restaurants in the tricity. Android : https://play.google.com/store/apps/de… ios : https://itunes.apple.com/in/app/foodc… Instrumental credits ((FREE) Drake x Asap Rocky Type Beat – Distant Ft Russ) – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UTlZw… Video clips used – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NwMuo… ([FREE] Kanye West Type Beat – Guernica (prod. INFERNO)) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UZM9z… ([FREE] FALL. – An XXXTENTACION type beat (prod. INFERNO) ~ Inspired by “A Ghetto Christmas Carol Ep”) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OPayx… (DEATH. (2017) – A Suicideboys Type Beat (prod. INFERNO)) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NptUv… (Revenge (2017) – An XXXTENTACION Type Beat (prod. INFERNO)) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vcSQ… ([FREE] REBIRTH. (2018) – A 6IX9INE x XXXTENTACION Type Beat (prod. INFERNO)) Lyrics – Hook X2 (Chanting) Ties with the smokers, all pain is gone Applauded on this platform with sticks and stones Bride of the soldier, oh I’ll be home Caught up in the transform, warzone flex goin’ Verse 1 Jacuzzi with the liquor, she’s a welcome mat lyin’ besides, uh Jack you see with the liquor, seldom that hope lyin’ in your eyes bruh Jack usin’ for healin’, to uplift the truckload of feelings Ain’t let past fade, you linger to clean the ashtray of the love that’s been dyin’, uh Punchin’ body bags for hours and then proudly dab on ’em like they were cowards When it’s you cuttin’ roots, when it’s you burnin’ books Braggin’ on ’em and swervin’ with crooks for the power Becomin’ trappers, sleepwalkin’ backwards, dreams gon’ be shattered when your backs hit the hooks Stop losin’ yourself to the glamour, fuck a camera From paddlin’ paper boats when the rain would pour To peddlin’ paper rolls so the pain would go Cigar sticks or pacifiers for servin’ the question if death is biassed Mouth is closed when my mind do riots Some cookin’ crack in the pantries, some dumpin’ garbage bags Some soaked in sweat, grindin’ shifts in the factories, some got on the vests, gangbangin’ Some drivin’ taxis, some sell magazines Some waste dick, time, money in them skanked streets Some makin’ rounds for them bank deals Be like ’em, they hit the quan even when crisis strangles them Meditate when head in a vice-grip Lead in a gun don’t write Move your body like you gon’ be paralyzed if you don’t Dance like you satisfied, death’ll be petrified to know that now your mirror got a ghost. Post-Verse 1 Gamble at casinos, jump off the limo Lights flashin’, bodies flashin’ Blink and lose life in a flash but we don’t care so we dancin’ Grindin’ our souls with their asses Findin’ flawed souls of the planet on the dance floor Throwin’ money till our hands sore Alcohol galore, rode with nerds, now I add score, got Hook X2 Ties with the smokers, all pain is gone Applauded on this platform with sticks and stones Bride of the soldier, oh I’ll be home Caught up in the transform, warzone flex goin’ Verse 2 Sneak out through the back door to the backyard of the neighbour’s home Hotwire his car after invadin’ his garage In the dashboard was stocked a glock nine Three bullets inside, two shots fired in the sky One had a name written on it, we had blindfolds so we ignored Never knew that bullet would hit me when I was leavin’ school Stepped into college with a chest full of blockage Two years of tricks and feuds Suitin’ up for numerous funerals, boot is cut when I’m standin’ over her dust Feet don’t lead me to a tuft, fuck Karma won’t let me outta this six cornered cell, it’s insecure Mama won’t let me outta her arms, I’m in, secured Tired of doin’ nothin’ but screwin’, dry humpin’ the bed I been sleepin’ on Institute got us locked, don’t know what future, what fate is further Institutionalized and its gate is a hurdle It’s an illusion, it’s lies, even the food plate seems a burden When I push myself up to do yoga, I get pulled into a coma With a fear of being squeezed and stretched in this sheep league on desks A mediocre, I am, in a herd goin’ to Zion Double parked my dream car, a Rower Didn’t distinguish between passion, profession Parking tickets to multiple sessions with a therapist Some felt like oprah, some felt like gibberish What to do when your depression’s inherited Guess you treat it like it’s heritage Back then, high when sober, now I’m older and got these Hook X2 Ties with the smokers, all pain is gone Applauded on this platform with sticks and stones Bride of the soldier, oh I’ll be home Caught up in the transform, warzone flex goin’
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