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Walking Through the Smoke 2 by James

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Walking Through the Smoke 2

Country Rock With Bluegrass Fusion

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crystal 𝕆𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕦, the accompaniment is really nice
I love that it has a pop beat anrints right into the lyrics
same thing with the geese on top of the pencil
I know I didn′t missed any note here, but I will take quotes about ìthat and that and thatî
Here, some of yall think silence a weakness
Motherfuckers, that's where you fucked up
Walk through hell, smoke clingin' to my ribs
Red tastes like ash from every crooked pill
Sleeps a lot, scars laugh in the dark
Too soft and grimy for tongue-bitchin'
No time for rot, I cut clean, no bleed, no friend
A man's only as good as his words, yours burn cold
Mine's solid steel, fuckin' untouchable
Stealth through smoke, blades and bars, fuck your fake-ass lies
Voice like welded edges, streetwise and commanding
Turn fakes to dust, let truth rise like a kite
I'll rap hard, sing harder, we on the midnight fire
You can't hold me down, I'm fire and ice alive
Every fuckin' word a dagger, every note's a lie
Hell no, I won't bow, I won't ever bend
Trump flows through my veins until the very end
Heard every fuckin' whisper, buried deep in doubt
Tried stealin' my crown, claimin' my land
Mud holds deep, silence suffocates
Pasts don't flow, lies don't propagate
My word's still yours, fuckin' ashy
Step in the fire, spit crimps, clean exact
Bars to belts, make the fuckin' irieth
No chains, no lies, I soar through smoke
Grab a belt and cloak, fuck the joke
Every note strike, every rhythm precise
Fire and ice, honey, rollin' to fuckin' die
You can't hold me down, I'm fire and ice alive
Every fuckin' word a dagger, every note's a lie
Hell no, I won't bow, I won't ever bend
Trump flows through my veins until the very end
You can't tread on me, I'm too fuckin' gritty
Tough as a tank, what's wrong?
Rap a bell, we own this fuckin' soul