Cross Guild ft. Rustage & Connor Quest! Lyrics

Cross Guild ft. Rustage & Connor Quest! - Shwabadi

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Shwabadi - Cross Guild

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{intro: shwabadi, rustage & connor quest!}

-oh here comes buggy, uh huh

-hey guys! um, I found this really cool beat I know you'll love!

-what the f*ck? f*ck you!

-what the whole f*cking blues is this?

-what the f*ck is this? I'm gonna f*cking kill you!

{verse 1: shwabadi, rustage & connor quest!}

Ay, ay, they ain't f*cking with the cross guild

Buggy balls out like a scots kilt, we got cash flow with no drop spilled

Ha! the beat is dropping, need a bomb drill

Croc like Nico robin, secret topic, I'm a hot milf

Those two can't, then hawk will, I cut 'em like sashimi

The way I flow is nuts, slip a disk when they gon' cd's

Disconnecting like it's ee, or bt, I got big rounds, they got bb's

She gon' give crown like vivi, put her face in the ground like tiki

I could top wano like it's fiji, it's fuji

Man, you goofy, I make big cuts like a movie

I got sick hooks like I'm fury, assemblеd them like i'm nick fury

Bonnie on me, my wrist jewelry, flip the script like a rigged jury!

They're never calling my bluff like it's phoenix wright

Spotting the cross, they're like Jesus christ!

Hanging 'em up, and I leave 'em dry

They're not affording my feature price

Yeah, he owed us a favor

Dulling their blades like disposable razors

All these hot lines, my flow the equator

Get to the cheese on some rodent behavior

{chorus: shwabadi, rustage, connor quest! & breeton boi}

Ain't nobody stronger on the sea - it's the cross guild!

Who gon' make 'em split when on the scene - it's the cross guild!

Dry them out 'till they can hardly breathe - it's the cross guild!

Who be rolling round with mister three - it's the cross guild!

{verse 2: rustage, connor quest! & shwabadi}

I be popping all these bodies like a water balloon

They be saying I'm the greatest, wait, according to who?

Shut that shit down when I walk in the booth

Got a big Fanclub form an orderly queue

If a man speak up, bring a sword into view

'cause his rank too low, he can talk to the goons

Like they rep the marines - how they're boring and blue

And I make a man yelp like an awful review, huh!

I'm making paper when I'm drawing

Put in labor like i'm Corbyn, raise the waves like global warming

Paid my aids and grow my forces, let my saber do the talking

Freeze in place like rigor mortis, take this statement as a warning

They fell off like my body parts, stop his heart

Croc and hawk my bodyguards, no, we aren't, pop off, and they're blown apart

My foes depart, I split and leave 'em red like water Moses parts

Cuban style smoke cigars, juvenile had a broken start

Stole their heart, I never worked with law, just connect the metal like a circuit board

They know I rule like it's thirty-four, and I'm done with heroes like it's curnden craw

Undefeated, got a perfect score, when I draw see red, that's a curtain call

Run this town, so don't run your mouth, I don't f*ck with clowns on this circus floor

{chorus: shwabadi, rustage, connor quest! & breeton boi}

Ain't nobody stronger on the sea - it's the cross guild!

Who gon' make 'em split when on the scene - it's the cross guild!

Dry them out 'till they can hardly breathe - it's the cross guild!

Who be rolling round with mister three - it's the cross guild!

{outro: rustage, shwabadi & connor quest!}

-you didn't mean that, right? when you-when you said that thing about the-the clowns? we're cool, we're friends, right?

-no, i-i absolutely meant that, get his like

-no, no, no, ah, ah, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, now my nose is actually red, f*ck, jesus, oh!

-yes, bitch! yeah, take that, you f*cking clown! you clown bitch, you f*cking red nose bitch, pussy!