Code Plague Crisis Lyrics


Crisis by CoDe Plague

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Dench geng
Trigger trigger
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Crisis crisis crisis Christ
Crisis crisis crisis Christ (crisis)
Makola gettin' so hard (erhyh)
Hustle y3 hard men am weak (erhyh)
Hoped off the Glock niggas shot (erhyh)
Famine in de yard, full of poverty(erhyh)
Makola gettin' so hard (erhyh)
Hustle y3 hard men am weak (erhyh)
Hoped off the Glock niggas shot (erhyh)
Famine in de yard, full of poverty(erhyh)

Dropped outta the hood
Was pickin' bread from the crumbs
It was hard to make it
When ma nana never made it
Politicians pulling stitches
Bah dench geng got no snitches
Niggas got shot getting laid in the ditch
And that's what they do for greater revenge
Didn't have Louis vetton to do showoffs
Get outta Facebook and show what you made of
Barely had bread never tasted shawama
Spending your money on parties and stray hoes
Men was young dumb and broke for those notes
Now I got the money, they say I sold ma soul
Still coolest kid on the 18th Street
Bah yah I pull up on the mainstream

Christ Christ Christ christ
Crisis crisis crisis Christ

Makola gettin' so hard (erhyh)
Hustle y3 hard men am weak (erhyh)
Hoped off the Glock niggas shot (erhyh)
~Famine in de yard, full of poverty(erhyh

Ya'll niggas are broke
You gotta outta the hood (straight up)
Use paintballs instead of Guns
Trials open gotta shooters on me
I held her hand like an Orogami
I held her hand like an Orogami
Am seeing success, God please put it on me(straight up)
On me
On you
On us
Cause we've been through alot (erhyh)
Light up the dark (erhyh)
Ages do change (erhyh)
I refused to broke
Worked alot for that dough
Y3 br3 ama for that dough
Mammy was buying our clothes
Daddy paid for them bills
Got them deals we began
Yah, struggles and strives for our wants
No drugs, No pills and No Guns
Economy filled up with tears
Leaders Still getting their cheers
John Dutch didn't do those beers
I toke the steps Got the light
Soaring so high
And shinny so bright
Crisis crisis crisis
They say am insane, I got me the brains
Am fooling the fools who think that they fooling me
Pull up the game I'm lookin like Tyson
Gonna step forward, no one can stop me, not even titans
Not even frighten, they said I can't do it
But now dat I did it
Hope u haters Know am one in trillion
Yah trigger trigger trigger
Trigger

Crisis crisis crisis Christ
Crisis crisis crisis Christ

Makola gettin' so hard (erhyh)
Hustle y3 hard men am weak (erhyh)
Hoped off the Glock niggas shot (erhyh)
Famine in de yard, full of poverty(erhyh)
Makola gettin' so hard (erhyh)
Hustle y3 hard men am weak (erhyh)
Hoped off the Glock niggas shot (erhyh)
Famine in de yard, full of poverty(erhyh)

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