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FURIOSA

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2020 Bonnie N' Clyde

Written by Vlad
Produed by Anton
Cover by Nikita Shtarkman

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I could never mix with a pig fucker
Dick sucker
Cover my knuckles in thick clusters
Then thrust my fist upwards
Left him in shock after he witnessed the strength muster up
Left him six-under, kissing with death, puckering up
I'm insecure 'cuz I'm making my lady cover it up
I was indoors at yours that night, wasn't I love?
"He was a bit tuckered, tucked him in a quarter to ten
couldn't have been my lover,
he's a lover of all men, had to have been another,
I heard the death had happened after we hit the covers,
so maybe y'all have it backwards"
My girl a chip off the block like alabaster
She quicker than my blaster
Slimmer than Marshall Mathers
I met her at the bar where a nigga tried to harass her
I whiped his blood off of her knuckles and held him back up
And that was act one
Now we run around the city like them train tracks run
She say she look more pretty with a glizzy, can we grab one
The dog so long she gotta hold it like a Dachshund
She love all of my songs and want the lyrics to my last one
My producer like the plug, the only difference is I go on record every time the pack come

If I need her then she hurry over
In the early morning
And in the late night when the weather's turning colder
She would give an arm for me, that's my Furiosa
You should see her whip an engine like a dirty soldier
Motherfuck Amerikkka, we finna burn it slowly
In this short time, you done really got to know me
Know w gotta leave this country and create our own thing

We bring a lot to the table like a cold read
Niggas acting out now, we gotta flee the whole scene
Wonder when they gon' see
That these people hiding their characters better than a Robert Zemeckis
Forcing me to look around like Meryl Streep with her neck twisted
And I go Bruce Willis if you niggas got death wishes
Hop up on my bike and we can ride to the exit
You always kept it real and I really respect it
We can always find another fucking reason to exist
Cuz the city ain't the world, and the world only gets big
The moment you accept it and explore all its sections
We can travel 'round this bitch and see the ways its connected
Been togther for a minute, we can take us a second

If I need her then she hurry over
In the early morning
And in the late night when the weather's turning colder
She would give an arm for me, that's my Furiosa
You should see her whip an engine like a dirty soldier
Motherfuck Amerikkka, we finna burn it slowly
In this short time, you done really got to know me
Know w gotta leave this country and create our own thing

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Written and Performed by Vlad
Produced/Engineered by Anton

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Rapper, writer and founder of DMV-based collective 3SIDE.

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