Songtexte i. crack the code - A.T.K.
Look
Who
Knows
where
we
going
if
the
only
ones
controlling
us
is
holding
up
the
water
turn
Us
all
to
dust
Pardon
my
manners,
I
ain't
been
famished
Doing
damage,
get
the
polls,
start
vaulting
over
They
know
we
jumping
We
started
pouring
something
Sippin'
the
freeze
Ice
Cold,
Pot
of
Gold
Lucky
Charming
the
beat
Kiddies
gotta
believe,
so
whatchu
cooking
to
feed
I'm
Michelin
wit
the
pen,
generation
to
feed
Oh
yes
Colors
out
the
box,
we
keep
the
brightest
Amazon
shipping
overnight
is
how
he
writing
Read
the
fine
print,
redefined
how
we
fighting
Take
the
disrespect,
nah
never
in
the
slightest
Niggas
going
ghost,
oh
man
issa
Poltergeist
Had
to
find
the
flow
in
my
soul,
yea
I
know
it's
Christ
Oh
lord,
this
a
Holy
War
7 deadly
Sins,
we
going
in
Don't
play
no
more
Please
realize
how
we
coming
now
AP
Status,
watch
we
ain't
gone
dumb
it
down
They
can't
fathom
all
this
that's
going
round
Way
too
cold,
need
Summertime
to
come
around
(Sheesh)
That's
cold
I
know
we
boutta
crack
the
code
Outta
mind
how
we
keep
the
foes
Opposite
of
clothes,
we
never
going
to
fold
Come
on
and
just,
Step
in-side
the
Oasis
Clear
spring,
palm
trees
Soil
land
no
pavement
No
man
can
take
from
what
we
making
Prayin'
hands
made
up
for
my
disgraces
(Thank
You
Lord!)
Shawty
on
my
line
tryna
figure
out
if
I
should
waste
my
time
or
just
settle
down
and
get
Behind
Knowing
that's
it
better
down
the
line,
Imma
wait,
conversate
Here's
ya
plate,
I
won't
be
ya
side
Please
realize
how
we
coming
now
AP
Status,
watch
we
ain't
gone
dumb
it
down
They
can't
fathom
all
this
that's
going
round
Way
too
cold,
need
Summertime
to
come
around
(Sheesh)
That's
cold
(That'
s
cold)
I
know
we
boutta
crack
the
code
Outta
mind
how
we
keep
the
foes
Opposite
of
clothes,
we
never
going
to
fold
Look
The
third
time,
know
the
best
things
come
in
3's
Iron
Chef
writing,
I
sharpen
lines
like
cutlery
You
could
say
it
luck,
I
know
it's
not
don't
play
wit
me
777,
it's
getting
better
I
got
the
Keys
They
asking
me,
like
whatchu
tryna
be
If
I
ain't
the
greatest,
can't
nobody
take
this
art
from
me
Practice
whatchu
preach,
17
when
he
taught
to
me
Every
since
a
kid
knew
the
boy
would
be
a
prodigy
Hopping
off
the
ship,
got
the
clan
on
the
Odyssey
Suit
dripped
out,
ya
armor
won't
be
as
hot
as
me
Yea
it's
swag
in
my
talk,
just
know
its
self
taught
I
can
flow
on
verses
I
own,
when
someone
else
bought
They
whole
(they
whole)
discography
The
quality
gone
from
the
product
and
know
it's
wack
to
me
Folks
I
hit
up
long
ago
still
don't
get
back
to
me
There's
comedy
in
there
somewhere
but
that's
a
tragedy
(Oh
he
going
crazy!)
Yes
sir
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