Tunnel Vision

Album cover art for "Tunnel Vision" by Dabrye & Guilty Simpson

Dabrye & Guilty Simpson - Electronic, Rap

Tunnel Vision

3 Plays

Duration: 2:27

Lyrics

[Intro] Get in the ship, we're about to take off! OK, I, I'm coming Here we go, up, up and away! [Verse 1] (One, two, two, two) (Beats to Dabrye) (Jealous shit) Yo, uh, without fame, I'm making the rhyme hall Spiked slimeballs, peddlin' signoffs Tryna eat off the plate like wild boars Razor the back of the blunt, no wild hog Fire, it don't get no flyer Vodka, splash of papaya No, I don't preach to the choir Even when my life look dire I kept that tunnel vision, money mission Peace to my bloodline [?] We need them plates, all fixin's We need sides and all, survived every rise and fall The best daddy Screamin' "Fuck 'em all!" like a sex addict More ties than a dress jacket I clean up good, I'm doin' dirt wit' the dirt doers In a beat up hood', Guilt' [Interlude] We out there [?] Get it together, get it together [?] Get it together, get it together [Verse 2] Yo, uh, yo, I told y'all I'm special Unique, one of one, none other, run for cover Baby motherfucker Wit' yo better half rollin' grams Raise arms like a show of hands So advanced, I'm deep wit' it You should roll ya pants up Pickup stronger than a Dodge Ram truck Wit' the weight in the back, we take what we lack Catch me in the club wit' the greats pourin' 'gnac Like we own the joint, truth tellers Never affected by the new sellers Same shit in a new get up I tell my engineer, "Loop that up And go in like it's flu weather." AD's the family, no crew's better I bet that against whoever [?]

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Writers
  • Guilty Simpson