Текст песни Crown - Lloyd Banks
Uh,
too
much
trauma
to
count
the
scars
I
laid
down
the
bricks
in
this
house
of
ours
Bitches
mount
the
stars,
every
October,
there's
monster
bars
Fuck
an
entourage,
take
your
ass
back
to
your
mom's
garage
I'm
here
to
stomp
the
frauds
Blood
on
my
shoes
and
my
outfit's
hard
I
need
a
council
card,
I'm
losin'
myself
Two
arms
to
guard,
flew
through
miles
of
fog
Land
where
it's
hard
to
pronounce
the
broads
All
for
steady
work
for
hatin'-ass
niggas,
few
thousand
jobs
Keep
your
foul
facade,
a
hundred
my
jaws
A
hundred
percent
to
the
finish,
I
hope
the
entire
panel's
critics
Nothin'
in
common
with
quitters,
check
out
my
analytics
There
ain't
no
such
thing
as
'can't',
that's
how
we
handle
limits
And
wrappin'
the
work,
I
cross
over
to
the
piano
business
Won't
get
the
steal
on
me,
my
handle
different
I've
seen
this
shit
before,
the
channel's
glitchin'
Follow
my
manuscriptin'
And
money
ain't
everything,
but
need
a
damn
prescription
You
niggas
can't
be
around
here
without
permission
Make
it
without
leavin'
your
soul
Awareness
is
the
key
to
control
You
fall,
get
back
up,
breathe
and
reload
Tellin'
is
tellin',
fuck
the
reason
he
told
Word
to
the
young,
wild
and
reckless,
hope
you
live
to
be
old
Ain't
nothin'
like
reachin'
a
goal
They
turn
on
you,
they
eatin'
too
slow
Some
friends,
you
gotta
leave
on
the
road
The
streets'll
hurt
you,
better
leave
'em
alone
Unless
you
ready,
he
who
wears
the
crown
knows
it's
heavy
(uh)
All
of
the
losers
miss
me,
therefore
my
mood
is
shifty
Talkin'
your
worth
don't
mean
a
thing,
you
gotta
prove
it
to
me
I
need
the
newest
sticky,
foreign
car
that's
doin'
60
Bought
up
in
this
land
The
bloodsuckers
never
get
blue
when
hickeyed
The
newest
Louis
in
maroon,
I'm
picky
The
respectable
dawgs'll
quit
me
The
reason
none
of
your
rumors
fit
me
Figured
the
independent
route'll
push
the
check
through
Niggas
was
quiet,
but
when
your
mics
weren't
on
They
disrespect
you
The
neighborhood
made
me
special
Most
comfortable
when
the
temp
is
risin'
Make
classic
shit
out
of
nothin',
that's
what
I
specialize
in
I
pull
up,
it's
lyrical
exercisin'
You're
evil
on
the
inside,
it
won't
matter
Your
physical's
mesmerizin'
Nothin'
came
to
me
easily,
do
you
believe
in
me?
Weavin'
out
of
reality,
always
there
when
I
need
to
be
Move,
don't
let
the
demons
see,
I
got
it
on
lock
Go
key-for-key,
ain't
no
teachin'
me
I
been
through
it
all
repeatedly
Make
it
without
leavin'
your
soul
Awareness
is
the
key
to
control
You
fall,
get
back
up,
breathe
and
reload
Tellin'
is
tellin',
fuck
the
reason
he
told
Word
to
the
young,
wild
and
reckless,
hope
you
live
to
be
old
Ain't
nothin'
like
reachin'
a
goal
They
turn
on
you,
they
eatin'
too
slow
Some
friends,
you
gotta
leave
on
the
road
The
streets'll
hurt
you,
better
leave
'em
alone
Unless
you
ready,
he
who
wears
the
crown
knows
it's
heavy
1 Propane
2 Sidewalks
3 Empathy
4 Early Exit (feat. Roc Marci)
5 Formaldehyde (feat. Benny the Butcher)
6 Death by Design
7 Food (feat. Styles P)
8 Crown
9 Falsified (feat. Ransom)
10 Break Me Down
11 Commitment
12 Pain Pressure Paranoia
13 Stranger Things
14 Drop 5
15 Panic (feat. Sy Ari Da Kid)
16 Smoke and Mirrors
17 Dishonorable Discharge (feat. Vado)
18 C O T I
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