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Hosier

Cross That Line

 

Cross That Line

(альбом: Made In America - 2017)


[Hosier:]
If you cross that line, you gon' have yourself a mess
No need for a weapon, but daddy taught me how to throw them hands
And I can be an outlaw, and I can ride a [?]
I'ma raise hell bring a rain of fire and I'ma torch the walls in the way
(Eh eh eh eh)

[Adam Calhoun:]
You talk a whole lotta shit but I still ain't bleeding
Pull up, hop out, now he ain't breathing
I don't really say much, me I just get even
Fly off the handle bars and smack you for speaking
You acting, I'm not though, hands yeah, I got those
Hit 'em so hard his head looking like a pothole
Hold up, wait a minute, I don't start shit, I just finish
At your front door like who is it? At your head like a fitted, boy
Boy you fucked up, boys back the truck up
Dump him by the tree line, pussy ass feline
We dogs over here, never fear no man
You ain't doing shit over there, might as well hold hands

[Hosier:]
If you cross that line, you gon' have yourself a mess
No need for a weapon, but daddy taught me how to throw them hands
And I can be an outlaw, and I can ride a [?]
I'ma raise hell bring a rain of fire and I'ma torch the walls in the way
(Eh eh eh eh)

I'm something like a monster when it comes to fists
You better bob and weave, you better hope I miss
I bust that ass fast, I x you off the list
Every shot from McGregor, every shot will be pissed
Someone call the ambulance, he gon' need more than some ice
Running out his trap, I smack the pussy, had to pay the price
Put his Kool-aid on the floor, never said that I was nice
Hands up, let 'em go, I'm bringing some thunder
I'm an animal eating you pussies up like I'm a cannibal
Prepare to [?] noobs in the booth, my flow will cripple you
It's R E S P E C T, and I demand to be
You crossed the line, you pay the price
You wanna gamble, roll the dice

If you cross that line, you gon' have yourself a mess
No need for a weapon, but daddy taught me how to throw them hands
And I can be an outlaw, and I can ride a [?]
I'ma raise hell bring a rain of fire and I'ma torch the walls in the way

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