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oxymorons - oxy clique lyrics
[intro]
with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f_ck with the set (that’s what you get when you f_ck with the set)
[verse 1: chronic ason $hade]
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
f_ck all the p_ssies, they show no respect
taking his life like i’m taking my meds
chasing the kootas, then chased by the feds
[hook: chronic & vans rat]
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
[verse 2: vans rat]
don’t f_ck with the set c_nt, leave a p_ssy wet, f_ck
murk a f_cking pedo, that’s what oxy represents, c_nt
pack a punch when we’re rolling deep
big fat f_ck grabs a hold of me
he ain’t folding us, the c_nt’s bound to bleed
bloodstained hands, nah f_ck the tee
bleed, double back to spit this yack then punch your spleen
hear the crack upon his head, i need to breathe
brat just decks him from the back when he’s on me
f_cking f_ggot copped a flogging from the team
what you seen, what you know, what the f_ck you gonna say?
when the people all around you asked “what happened to your face?”
what a waste, little f_cker tried to jump my brother as’
oxy clique a bunch of troopers smacking groomers up on stage
[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f_ck with the set (that’s what you get when you f_ck with the set)
[verse 3: mattox]
[refrain: brat]
with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
[verse 4: brat]
oxy crew, drenched in red
do what we do dude don’t forget
who are you and how’s your bed in the ward from war with the meds?
medicated rappers splitting pills like pedo heads
go meddle with the middle men
and figure out a quicker end, a bitter bend
we don’t need a bigger friend
triggered and little head f_cked but you f_cked up, we need release
now you suck up to me bleeding on the passenger seat
make him squirm like he’s got fleas
wet the dog and then we flee, leave the stray down on his knees
only scared of the police but we still do what we please
tryna solve the situation with no court fees, don’t f_ck with me
[verse 5: ason $hade]
don’t f_ck with me
battling hobbies, i’m k!lling these zombies
i’m pushing the bodies right into the lobbies like p
tonic on rocks with the gin and a box for the bin and the locks on the window
pinning the truth on the indo, smoking the end
no comprahendo the sh_t that you on, with a b_tch and a blonde
in a ditch with a wish that i’m writing a song with a smile and a bong
bitta fish in the pond, when i’m singing this song and i’m causing the waves to collapse
breaking the bones and the phones, man i need to relax
inhales
on the back of the track when i spaz with the mac
with the blatant of raps for the flagrant of packs i had
haven’t ate all day, so i ain’t intact. but it ain’t in fact
aimed painstakingly way that i’m breaking her back
’cause i’m hating the fact that i’m hating her guts
gotta pray for these sl_ts, when the ason erupts in a fit of depression
the session be making ‘em think then i question
they hate the direction, i painted my face and i tainted my faith
f_ck these hoes in the blacked out wraith
changed by betrayal at the hands of my mates
bands on my wrists like cancer in the waist
and the banta is a waste when the fanta in nose
fans in my bed, cause my fans are my hoes
[hook: chronic & vans rat, brat, chronic]
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
don’t f_ck with the set, don’t f_ck with the set
grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head (grabbing the bottle, she crack it on head)
that’s what you get when you f_ck with the set
[outro: ason $hade]
it’s always about “i love you asonnnnn”
“asonnnnnnnn, i love youuuuu” shut the f_ck up
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