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Prodigal Sunn – Campaignin' lyrics
Sippin'... champagne Pain
that's, how we campaign campaign, Trees
from a smoke cuz, ladies sipping champaigne Pain
that's, how we campaign pain, Stay
ahead of the game let's, stay ahead of the game Game
that's, how we campaign campaign, Campaign
cam-cam-cam-paign, paign, The
cat of the year stay, rugged Timberland, gear Rockin'
Throwbacks Nike's, Louie, Gucci, wear Rocks
in the grill never, ever givin' it up Go
platinum plus snakes, screamin' yellin', what up What
up these, nuts n, anusand, I don't give a f k**either Check
my history son, kid, I'm, a solid figure Best
believe I'm, not afraid at all to squeeze the triggers Releasin'
the liver enough, to make a grown man quiver Pyramid
base Sunzini, the ace Gza
Ghostface, diamond, neck brace who, wanna case You?
know the place Brooklyn, where, we pop those thangs Fiends
sniffin' cocaine dames, industry, lames Sparklin'
ice knew, it for the steps of Christ Watch
the Sunn spit it precise through, the mic device From
13X to Malcolm smooth, like the wings of a falcon You
know the outcome still, number one (one) Trees
from a smoke cuz, ladies sipping champaigne Money
grows fame zippin', slow cash lane The
name I claim be Sunzini N, Y. City. grain Tinted
windows on the block in, the black Range Attackin'
again any, track I, spit flames Beef
anywhere who, want it I? break dreams Yeah
do, it to death that's, how I campaign More
money to make that's, how I campaign Don't
want to step it to me we, come like State
of the art weaponry never, retreat About
them cats that's, undercover D's Deadly
regiment stay, fatigue c, backunt and squeeze Not
planted quicker, than Jet Li buckle, your knees Me
and my n anusget it poppin' like, nine millimeter assault heaters Or
clash of the titans with d k**beaters Descendents
of the teachers of Aristotle kickin', a full bottle Yung
Masta Sunzini, stay, honest to motto's Tough
act to follow you, get my point it's, real hollow You'll
cast your shadow you, couldn't live through our battles Your
dreams get rattled if, you got bagged you, probably tattled You
that snake in the eagle shadow you, caught n anusgame, over With
no replay in, the game like E A. But
not a sport give, 'em force 'break, atoms' like Main Source We
pay course take, a loss this, era we, takin' all We
maintain and campaign split, your wig like migraines Plantin'
dynamite the, scene is right team, is tight Fist
full of shine bright I, still grind on mics Still
pack hot potato network, cable Activate
generate that money on the table Those
who oppose gon' catch metal facials Ladies
love that Kain and Able up, in they navil Hit
'em high hit, 'em low that's, the way it goes Girl
you, feel so good ma, I, just don't know sike, Gotta
go gotta, go I'm, off to the next state Thirty
G cash and, yo I'm, never late Gotta
collect these papes I'm, movin' through the side floor Bodies
galore shakin', on dance floors We
thirty deep in the back of the club Kickin'
screamin' Love, spinnin' our new hit exclusive, Two
years later see, us chillin' on Cribs Turkey
lay, these for the grillin' cuz, I don't eat ribs To
my fam I, got 'em locked to give loves, I'm, lived He's
a mad types I, aint' try'nna catch the hyptz'
that's, how we campaign campaign, Trees
from a smoke cuz, ladies sipping champaigne Pain
that's, how we campaign pain, Stay
ahead of the game let's, stay ahead of the game Game
that's, how we campaign campaign, Campaign
cam-cam-cam-paign, paign, The
cat of the year stay, rugged Timberland, gear Rockin'
Throwbacks Nike's, Louie, Gucci, wear Rocks
in the grill never, ever givin' it up Go
platinum plus snakes, screamin' yellin', what up What
up these, nuts n, anusand, I don't give a f k**either Check
my history son, kid, I'm, a solid figure Best
believe I'm, not afraid at all to squeeze the triggers Releasin'
the liver enough, to make a grown man quiver Pyramid
base Sunzini, the ace Gza
Ghostface, diamond, neck brace who, wanna case You?
know the place Brooklyn, where, we pop those thangs Fiends
sniffin' cocaine dames, industry, lames Sparklin'
ice knew, it for the steps of Christ Watch
the Sunn spit it precise through, the mic device From
13X to Malcolm smooth, like the wings of a falcon You
know the outcome still, number one (one) Trees
from a smoke cuz, ladies sipping champaigne Money
grows fame zippin', slow cash lane The
name I claim be Sunzini N, Y. City. grain Tinted
windows on the block in, the black Range Attackin'
again any, track I, spit flames Beef
anywhere who, want it I? break dreams Yeah
do, it to death that's, how I campaign More
money to make that's, how I campaign Don't
want to step it to me we, come like State
of the art weaponry never, retreat About
them cats that's, undercover D's Deadly
regiment stay, fatigue c, backunt and squeeze Not
planted quicker, than Jet Li buckle, your knees Me
and my n anusget it poppin' like, nine millimeter assault heaters Or
clash of the titans with d k**beaters Descendents
of the teachers of Aristotle kickin', a full bottle Yung
Masta Sunzini, stay, honest to motto's Tough
act to follow you, get my point it's, real hollow You'll
cast your shadow you, couldn't live through our battles Your
dreams get rattled if, you got bagged you, probably tattled You
that snake in the eagle shadow you, caught n anusgame, over With
no replay in, the game like E A. But
not a sport give, 'em force 'break, atoms' like Main Source We
pay course take, a loss this, era we, takin' all We
maintain and campaign split, your wig like migraines Plantin'
dynamite the, scene is right team, is tight Fist
full of shine bright I, still grind on mics Still
pack hot potato network, cable Activate
generate that money on the table Those
who oppose gon' catch metal facials Ladies
love that Kain and Able up, in they navil Hit
'em high hit, 'em low that's, the way it goes Girl
you, feel so good ma, I, just don't know sike, Gotta
go gotta, go I'm, off to the next state Thirty
G cash and, yo I'm, never late Gotta
collect these papes I'm, movin' through the side floor Bodies
galore shakin', on dance floors We
thirty deep in the back of the club Kickin'
screamin' Love, spinnin' our new hit exclusive, Two
years later see, us chillin' on Cribs Turkey
lay, these for the grillin' cuz, I don't eat ribs To
my fam I, got 'em locked to give loves, I'm, lived He's
a mad types I, aint' try'nna catch the hyptz'
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