"Last Day" lyrics
CRIMEAPPLE & Evidence Lyrics
"Last Day"
Kevlar everything
Keep all my shit hater-proof
Making moves
But the grilled cheese come with tomato soup
You ain't recoup saying the most to us nah I'm over, son
What ya feedback mean when ya kneecaps and my shoulders touch
Fuck shit I need 365 days without
A lions heart
Sometimes the quiet part
I'm saying loud
Was on a dangerous rout
Before my life straightened out
Just to find out rappers got they anus out
For fame and clout
Shit. I'm on nothing to play about
Got mouths to feed
I be running on the fuel created from people doubting me
Counted me out
I just gave the coupe a lobotomy
Dime piece riding shotgun I'm catching phrenology
Finessing the technology
Swing Mercedes off how I say shit
In Vegas playing with chips make it sound like a rain stick
No sick days in this school thought
Rather move than talk
A fire been lit
No diamond district could cool me off
I'm usually on making naysayers quiet with their chest tucked in
Like they starred at death
Show in Marrakesh with no press junket, fuck it
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