Wyte

Lyrics
Accordin' to my pop and demon of this hostility According to mathematics, shouldn't possess ability I'm breathin' in air, senses think a liability They governer another orange lover and facilities Choppin' up Choppin' up wyte sun [?] in the hood Tranquility is futility Chop wyte and learn to duck lead with agility Ironic how a justice civilized by the scales That's wyte how I [?] [pale ?] But you can never say when the holy buildings are hell And your crisp swiss cheese competition let 'em [hell/held ?] You can't turn stage, face in [the wind ?] or sail Wyte like a phantasm [boardin' ?] this world to fail They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up wyte sun Nowhere to run They bringin' in the score, nowhere to hide Bringin' in the score, nowhere to run Bringin' in the score, nowhere to hide Bringin' in the score, score, score, score, score Guess what? They choppin' up wyte sun (wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte, wyte) They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up They choppin' up wyte sun Nowhere to run They bringin' in the score, nowhere to hide Bringin' in the score, nowhere to run Bringin' in the score, nowhere to hide Bringin' in the score, score, score, score, score Guess what? They choppin' up wyte They choppin' up wyte sun
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Credits
- Producers
- The Frederik (Producer)