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Song:CHRISTOPHER DRONER
Album:CHRISTOPHER DRONER (SINGLE)Genres:Rap
Year: Length:219 sec

Lyrics:

Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones

Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own

Can't think for your own
Can't think for your own
Can't think for your own
Can't think for your own

Out my window all I see is Babylon, grab your gun
You ain't a knight tonight, you won't live to see the morning sun
Yellow tape, pistols in your face, hold on, show no weakness
Money, murder, grab your burner, cabins burning, where is free?
Soulo, yeah, I'm the one you heard about
Fuck's gotten into Herbert now? He's so foul he's birds around
Had it my way like it's Burger King, you don't want beef, put that burger down
Don't go against my coalition, you can kiss my Colin Powell
Guess it's in my heritage, I double-cross snakes and go ape shit
Psychedelic, she left on her heels and I'm chewing pills, I can't taste shit
My dick look like a spaceship, Stairway to Heaven on my playlist
On 9/11 I called 911 and the voice recording said this

Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own

About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own

This ain't no manifesto, you niggas know me
My niggas manifest O's of the Oakley
High tech sipping high tech like Detroit Red used to coach me
AB, see he, D E, F though, most G
No pen though, I just pulled this shit out the wind, bro
Ain't got shit to lose, but a win bro, it's a win, bro, this shit's simple
Getting dough like Papa John, your momma all on Papa John
Ain't got no chain, I ain't no slave, ain't got no watch, I ain't got the time
The SWAT team got robots and I'm thinking 'bout coppin' mine
Literally, fuck a pair of shoes, I'm cockin' nines, dare you to shoot
Headline, Ab-Soul facing fed time
Rewind, it wasn't 'bout that, no rat but I'm droppin' dimes
Iceberg Slim with the furs on, I knows war, that's real talk
All my life, I knew I was ill, Rock had me on the billboard
In God I trust, I ain't no fool, no
But on the real, I just hope my credit card does too, Soul

Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own
Bunch of fucking drones
Bunch of drones, can't think for your own

About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own
About face
Can't think for your own

I bought some Alexander Wang, after I heard New Slaves
Went and bought some Alexander Wang, after I heard New Slaves
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul, y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul
Y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul, y'all niggas can't fuck with Soul




 

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