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Csse - Liquor and Drugs (feat. Grace) Lyrics



Csse - Liquor and Drugs (feat. Grace) Lyrics




Trying to step in, in the art form of battle rap
Lobotomy F*cked me up, no longer got a brain in tact
I'm trying to push a finger in it, like it was a thumb tack
So when I step I'm yelling, like my foot was under a tack
CSSE is up at the bat
Don't want to be yelling, But I am type mad
This lavish life I seem to have
Only exists within the raps
Not talking emotions more talking about the mind state
I rep New York like the f*cking shit was my state
The game is dirty, it's all full of piss and shit
I spit it Sick like I just got caught pissing shit
I tried to f*cking text you, but you still didn't get the message bitch
Don't gotta try to be macho, when all I seem to do is spit
I spit, I spit like ten lines
Without trying
I seem to be lost in these rhymes
My mind's half fried
All the damn time
Everybody clap your hands and forget about the f*cking time
Don't look at the clock, when you are hanging with me
You gonna be facing the glock, if you trying to leave
I kill bitches without remorse, I do it as a hobby
And the only way is up and trust me bitch I am not stopping

I've been in the Circus town for far too long
I've been juggling your lies like balls on fire
I've been trying way too hard to impress the crowd
I've been walking a tightrope that's far too high

I am trapped in my mind and I can't get out
And the f*cked up part about it is No one can hear me shout
I tried to shout, but the vocals got distorted
And the funny shit I smell, just must be from all the snorting
Little dick ass punk trying to rap to you
I'm a good 3 solid, but baby I'm gonna love you
Hand me the ruler, I am gonna measure again
If I pull forward a little I'll round it up then
Add it the fact that I'm overweight
And all the means my next relationship should be great
In rap, there is not time to be funny
But i didn't give a f*ck I own this studio so suck me
I don't pop bottles and no dozen bitches f*cking me
So I jam to Frank Sinatra and take myself too seriously
Walking around these hallways deliriously
Gotta try to focus but I am drunk to see
I feel like I'm floating when I hop on the beat
People say I can't rap haha they'll see
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Trying to step in, in the art form of battle rap
Lobotomy F*cked me up, no longer got a brain in tact
I'm trying to push a finger in it, like it was a thumb tack
So when I step I'm yelling, like my foot was under a tack
CSSE is up at the bat
Don't want to be yelling, But I am type mad
This lavish life I seem to have
Only exists within the raps
Not talking emotions more talking about the mind state
I rep New York like the f*cking shit was my state
The game is dirty, it's all full of piss and shit
I spit it Sick like I just got caught pissing shit
I tried to f*cking text you, but you still didn't get the message bitch
Don't gotta try to be macho, when all I seem to do is spit
I spit, I spit like ten lines
Without trying
I seem to be lost in these rhymes
My mind's half fried
All the damn time
Everybody clap your hands and forget about the f*cking time
Don't look at the clock, when you are hanging with me
You gonna be facing the glock, if you trying to leave
I kill bitches without remorse, I do it as a hobby
And the only way is up and trust me bitch I am not stopping

I've been in the Circus town for far too long
I've been juggling your lies like balls on fire
I've been trying way too hard to impress the crowd
I've been walking a tightrope that's far too high

I am trapped in my mind and I can't get out
And the f*cked up part about it is No one can hear me shout
I tried to shout, but the vocals got distorted
And the funny shit I smell, just must be from all the snorting
Little dick ass punk trying to rap to you
I'm a good 3 solid, but baby I'm gonna love you
Hand me the ruler, I am gonna measure again
If I pull forward a little I'll round it up then
Add it the fact that I'm overweight
And all the means my next relationship should be great
In rap, there is not time to be funny
But i didn't give a f*ck I own this studio so suck me
I don't pop bottles and no dozen bitches f*cking me
So I jam to Frank Sinatra and take myself too seriously
Walking around these hallways deliriously
Gotta try to focus but I am drunk to see
I feel like I'm floating when I hop on the beat
People say I can't rap haha they'll see
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