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Correct Pit & The Pendulum Lyrics
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Correct Pit & The Pendulum
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Billy woods ft. Vordul Mega - “Pit & the Pendulum” [Emcee(s): billy woods and Vordul Mega] [Producer(s): 007 (AKA Bond)] [Verse 1: billy woods] This is what matters If the world shatters, it’s on you to pick up The shards, put ‘em back together or cut deep Into the scars. Somebody call the guards Midnight in the mental. Pulled over in the Rental and roamed the crossroads with only one Shot like crossbows. [?] Couldn’t pray harder. No atheists In foxholes, just unwilling martyr. Oh Heavenly Father, I could have played smarter All this talk who thugging, you Bugging. Vor’ come through, slap your moms in the Onion, you won’t do nothing. Put you in The oven, strip your sis, put you in the dungeon Lift your sacks, spread those cheeks, nigga Now who thugging? Nightmares Without sleeping, clock steady creeping [Bridge: billy woods] This is what matters. Everybody Falls—it’s how you land. Kind of like Snakes and Ladders. Once they started shooting Everybody else scattered [Verse 2: Vordul Mega] Exploring freedoms On highways weeded, stresses get Left behind, (Skating) skating Thousands of miles, blow out clouds, drowning Henning crown with lobster shield Living in risk, trying to get out of momma’s House and into cribs. Too many memories Of families at windows shedding Tears—that never helps. No one living In fear as the only thing to fear is self Awakening from falling in deep depressions You can’t worry why skies is blues Only wonder why my hands is tied From all the bullshit caught in my mind But I can’t let it fall all on me It feels like someone else helped put it There. Entrapments from ways we live Entrapments from ways we live [Verse 3: billy woods] At the wake, I had my first pair of dress shoes No black pants, so I wore navy- -blue. She asked me, “What happened?” “Shit Girl, time flew, everybody did What they do. He gone—next, it’s me or You or them too. Blunts? Yeah, we smoked a few. Been on The precipice, girl, I’m a pessimist” We slept together but only kissed Stormy weather Spitamatic for worse Or better. Lighting Sticks, pulling cheap wine Every nigga I know that close to losing their mind Walking fine lines of moonshine We’re all doing time This system will make you a cog Brothers wandering in fogs Burning through the smog. Lost Highways we drive. Something died Frustration just boiling inside Ready to go outside, just ride Burn a nigga something awful I’m not partial Pass the bottle Step it on it, man, choke the throttle The night in a rental Pulled over in the mental This is what matters This is what matters
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