Built To Write - Crew Deep lyrics

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Built To Write - Crew Deep lyrics

[Intro] [Verse 1: Face Valyou] Mother effing dim the lights, targets are still within site In the building, it's Built To Write, baby, brilliantly bright We practice until it's tight, then party for civil rights And that's just the tip of the ice. A few of a kind, amongst a million alike Pilgrims on the mic. Them kids is nice My thoughts are the flint to ignite, harness your inner light Then f** up and hit the pipe, now you wanna' give advice Make you wanna' listen twice. On a roll, kiss the dice Push limits despite being literally psyched sh**, we'll be as ill as we like If anyone, why don't you imitate Christ? Instead, you're f**ing Fisher Price k** 'em with niceness, and me, Doc, and Inq bring 'em to life Printed or typed, it's about to get filthy as dikes Or the Tour de France on a bunch of village bikes We beat the towers like it's an Eiff' [Hook: All] Now this is for who? The crew! Deep! For you... and you... and you, but not you. Peace! This is for the few that we reach Where our roots meet, and if you'e on the same loose-leaf (Repeat x 1) [Verse 2: Doc Science] Yo, Im built to write, built for mics, built precise, built for life Built ______, Philly-built like Reggie White 80's built, a Virgo night. Built for war like Iron Mike The archetype for building right. A Yankee filled with pinstripes Track record's Wilt-like, and I did it twice Got my two brothers with me, "Chuck A Deuce" & "Two Fingers Peace" Two bad biddies, too close, so give me two feet Together, true peeps, two words, crew deep Forever true chiefs, make marks to loose-leaf Write life and live right, remain unique Like handwriting with my right hand, out-write a righteous man Rightly placed, cause a writing avalanche, damn right! By the way, Built To Write bring the war, best to win Better turn'n' walk-away before the wake So believe the worse, between the words find a balance that works Or blame the world, but the weight of it burns the week [Hook: All] [Verse 3: Inqwesson] My brothers bum-rushing the breaks, broke Soviets to blow backs out like Lenin ... No Bolshevik Obliterate barriers, broadcast beyond band with and bring the battle to berry b**hes who blacklist On terror tactics, tyrants tremble like tambourines, fly like pterodactyls, get 'em jumping like trampolines And my teammates triumph over the top when typing, like tiny tikes trying to teeter-totter with Titans Writing my wrongs while I watch the world waste away (make no mistake) the wheels on the war machine are awake today With watercolored wings and a washed out halo, wave goodbye to the wicked walking weightless out my window (wink-wink) Marks the spelling with a B-T-W Seeds in the gutter grew Leaves now we up a few Feet better cut 'em loose This is truly us, we couldn't fit in another's shoes for the f**ing crew! [Hook: All] [Outro]

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