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​indie tribe - pulp fiction lyrics

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[intro: n0bigdyl.]
that’s the whole mission
low, low, low, low, low, low, low (go)

[chorus: n0bigdyl.]
yeah, praise the lord, make it dope, that’s the whole mission (praise the lord)
the way the tribe come through it feel like no limit
they tell you, “play your cards right,” he told you, “go fishin'”
he the truth, see the fruit, this ain’t pulp fiction

[verse 1: n0bigdyl.]
people wanna beef with dyllie, man, that’s so silly (so silly)
you might catch me out with parris, like nicole bianchi (for real)
hit the internet and told ’em that you so litty (sheesh)
i couldn’t find a single fan, i searched the whole city (where they at?)
hear no evil, speak no evil, that’s the code, isn’t it?

only chelsey and my mom, saved the whole dylan
had them indie boys so hot, but we cold chillin’
caught a flight to coach_lla just to go witness (just to go)
i might have to hit up miles just to glo business (just to glo)
snitches get stitches, and i’m playin’ pro quiddtich (whew, whew)
told on myself and he took the whole sentence (the whole thing)
it’s official, competition is irrelevant (okay, alright)
the upper room ain’t got no room for an elephant
break bread, drink wine, feelin’ like a [?]
rainy, in second testament, feel like a sedative
alien, way that i’m creatin’ all this rhetoric (whew)
damien, the way i was rebellin’ for the h_ll of it
hades had me in a headlock and i accepted it
jehovah grabbed ahold of me and told me that the message is
[chorus: n0bigdyl.]
yeah, praise the lord, make it dope, that’s the whole mission (praise the lord)
the way the tribe come through it feel like no limit
they tell you, “play your cards right,” he told you, “go fishin'”
he the truth, see the fruit, this ain’t pulp fiction

[verse 2: mogli the iceburg]
soon as i’m finished on the table saw, i sand it well

if cleanliness was next to godliness in practice
then i highly doubt the one that paved the way would look like john the baptist
ironically the tribe ain’t really ’bout no tribalism
ain’t tryna diss a maga rapper just to cause division
but i will correct the record if you spark it, and you come after my brother on some dumb, dogmatic garbage
use jehovah’s name for cl!cks after your godking got indicted
sayin’, “i’m a christian rapper now, why arent you all excited?”
maybe that’s because our fans got more discernment than you do
tryna make the scriptures fit into your view like sudoku
one arm behind my back, but i’m still swingin’ like dooku
one time for past associates, you know we salute you
thanks to you two, we back to buildin’ our own dreams
first, we tried to give you half, but now we own the whole thing

[chorus: n0bigdyl.]
yeah, praise the lord, make it dope, that’s the whole mission (praise the lord)
the way the tribe come through it feel like no limit
they tell you, “play your cards right,” he told you, “go fishin'”
he the truth, see the fruit, this ain’t pulp fiction
[verse 3: torey d’shaun]
praise god, make it vibe, that’s the tribe pride (that’s the tribe pride)
if you get bored, we make a wave, we turnin’ the tide
these princess rappers ain’t got skin in the game
they went outside with us, we been spoilin’ ’em, sparin’ ’em
ride, when too many people gas you it make your head swell
get a mentor before you lead you, gotta be lead well (open the water)
decode this and you won’t fail
listen, just ’cause you got motion that don’t mean that you can sail, huh (wow)
just because you blow, that don’t mean that you got fans (wow)
you right, the family matter, that don’t mean it’s god’s plan (wow)
good, you made it with no handouts, but you didn’t, it was god’s hand (you hear me?)
can’t sue the brand in me until you see god’s brand
holy of holies, holy moley, christian music lost a moment
because we bite too much (it’s sad), we fight too much (my bad)
uploadin’ stolen songs to profit, copyright too much (for the back)
call it a blessin’, invite monks to copy, write with us
god was the top creator before he became a savior
don’t gotta take from the traitor
too long in, like now or later
we can’t let artists degrade us, ’cause god put artists to grade us
we can’t let the devil bait us, forbade the greatest, barbados, the tribe

- indie tribe lyrics

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