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Manu Crook$ - Fall Apart Lyrics




CHORUS

When I left alone,
Spent a couple hours on my own
I called you late night
You said you wanna know,
What we are
What we isn't
I gotta duck it, I go off
Know we gon make it, we go hard
Let's take it right to when we ended things
We never thought that we would ever fall apart

VERSE 1

Can't tell me fibs bout, how talents beating all the hard work
Coz there been days and nights
I felt like this shit might not work
I can't do groupies,
So many hoes wanna see how the pipe work, light work,
When I brought dick and food to the table,
She got excited
There's no hood, in the world that a nigga can't go,
Looks like they've thrown all my people,
In the jungle
Same struggles,
They benefiting of the culture
I don't wanna hear about fronting lawyers
& still I got my day ones
Just to look out for these, for these, for these,
Vultures, nonsense,
Can't paint me as the monster,
Sponsors, can't pay enough for a soldier,
Obvious, couldn't face up to my audience,
Black and Aussie,
Like saucy, bossy
Can't tell me bout nothing,
Swerving bitvhes often,
My enemies watching coz they love me,

CHORUS

When I left alone
Spent a couple days all on my own
I called you late night
You said wanna know
What we aren't
What we isn't .
I gotta duck it, I go off
Know we go make it, we go hard
Let's take it right to when we ended things
We never thought that we would ever fall apart!

VERSE 2

You see the calm, I kill the noise
They do the most to fill the void
She threw me signs that read I'm all yours
Said f*ck the love, I want the loyalty

You miss my call
You never called
I'm too persistent for ya
Got a soft spot for ya
You get suspicious bout us

Although I been on the road
Just kno we been on the go
I never been one to fold
Couldn't be that boy went told

Can't cross in nigga in iso
Me and my bitch and my riffle
When aunty got me a bible
Told me, to read and practice what I'm preaching
What we believe in,
F*ck the system
We do not conceive in,
Tweaking,
400 years, & still grieving

CHORUS
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CHORUS

When I left alone,
Spent a couple hours on my own
I called you late night
You said you wanna know,
What we are
What we isn't
I gotta duck it, I go off
Know we gon make it, we go hard
Let's take it right to when we ended things
We never thought that we would ever fall apart

VERSE 1

Can't tell me fibs bout, how talents beating all the hard work
Coz there been days and nights
I felt like this shit might not work
I can't do groupies,
So many hoes wanna see how the pipe work, light work,
When I brought dick and food to the table,
She got excited
There's no hood, in the world that a nigga can't go,
Looks like they've thrown all my people,
In the jungle
Same struggles,
They benefiting of the culture
I don't wanna hear about fronting lawyers
& still I got my day ones
Just to look out for these, for these, for these,
Vultures, nonsense,
Can't paint me as the monster,
Sponsors, can't pay enough for a soldier,
Obvious, couldn't face up to my audience,
Black and Aussie,
Like saucy, bossy
Can't tell me bout nothing,
Swerving bitvhes often,
My enemies watching coz they love me,

CHORUS

When I left alone
Spent a couple days all on my own
I called you late night
You said wanna know
What we aren't
What we isn't .
I gotta duck it, I go off
Know we go make it, we go hard
Let's take it right to when we ended things
We never thought that we would ever fall apart!

VERSE 2

You see the calm, I kill the noise
They do the most to fill the void
She threw me signs that read I'm all yours
Said f*ck the love, I want the loyalty

You miss my call
You never called
I'm too persistent for ya
Got a soft spot for ya
You get suspicious bout us

Although I been on the road
Just kno we been on the go
I never been one to fold
Couldn't be that boy went told

Can't cross in nigga in iso
Me and my bitch and my riffle
When aunty got me a bible
Told me, to read and practice what I'm preaching
What we believe in,
F*ck the system
We do not conceive in,
Tweaking,
400 years, & still grieving

CHORUS
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Writer: Cai Lange, Emmanuel Amankwah, Peter Klappas, Ryan Jacob
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.

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