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Crash Land

from Exit 6 by Brash

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lyrics

I need eye drops// a pair of high tops// and some fine scotch// a full tank a gas// while I ride// in the blind spot// i've got// several different ways// to spray// my word jots// you herbs got// nothin' copacetic// for a head nod// back to basics// reppin' for the 86// oh// you never even know// how I'll play it// this ain't self-love// but it's so hot// that it melts gloves// blast scuds// like i'm North Korean// in a bathtub// put your smart phones// down and rock with it// let your heart tone// beat and try to live quick// instead of lookin' through the screen// saving life to little scenes// try to feel the words I mean// and find a reason// for the beef// smack a motherfucker in the face// if you mean it// get even// I never fear another man// that bleeds// it's hunting season// like a full blast collab// move fast// brash// snappin' necks// from the tracks// and notepads

I bring it from the sky// to the ground// and everyone around// hear's the sound// when it comes down//
crash land// crash// crash land// crash land// crash// crash land//
I bring it from the top// to the bottom// identify yourself// if you got problems// as I//
crash land// crash crash land// crash land// crash// crash land

this is life// on a microphone// I write poems// to metronomes// so every syllable// precise// when the// entire measures full// never test a raging bull// i'll rip apart their molecules// along with anyone// that ever// followed you// what the fuck// am I doin'// with my life line// fillin' up my head// always tryin' to read minds// when it crash lands// brash// to the front line// robotic bomb squad// strapped// with the stric-9// it's all poison// I can't turn it down like that// but my voice is// always tryin' flex right back// like it's focused// and you can't even dodge// that rap// 'cause it's chosen// for you to have to// feel that wrath// I put my blood// and guts on it// my brain stem// my ear drums// and my eyes// on it// you tried to put your mouth// but I kept runnin'// and when it finally stuck// there was mad suction// or somethin'/

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from Exit 6, released March 17, 2015
Lyrics and Production by Brash

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