Twiztid – “Blueprint” [Official Lyric Video]

Twiztid – Blueprint (Official Lyric Video)

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Credits:
Written by Twiztid
Produced by Michael “Seven” Summers
Mixed by Young Wicked

Lyric Video by The Danger Within
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IG: @thedangerwithinmusic
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Lyrics:
We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways

Here come a rocket outta the sky
And its flying high

It’s on a mission to make em listen
And question life

You’re own decisions and visions
Of what you think it is
Couldn’t be different and if it isn’t opinion is

We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways

Here come a rocket outta the sky
And its flying high

It’s on a mission to make em listen
And question life

Your own decisions and visions
Of what you think it is
Couldn’t be different and if it isn’t opinion is

Everybody know we got the blueprint
Tried to keep it on the low like a shoe print
I wasn’t worried cuz the truth is
Even if ya got it ya’ll wouldn’t know what to do with it
Ya burnt out we got the new wick lit
An if ya wanna be a big dick about shit
I’ll keep you burnin like syphilis did
You hear that I get ridiculous no Dyrdek
No longer rappers your all a bunch of witnesses
And also it would appear like different images,
That while we been runnin the game y’all been runnin scrimmages
If y’all don’t wanna know then quit askin bout the differences
That’s how we get em all in they feelings it’s
amazin how we just keep on cracking through all the ceilings it’s
It’s a wreckin ball kind of affection
I wanna bring em it’ll let em know
we ain’t the muthafuckas that need em

I don’t need no crutches or
Stable shits to lean on
I was entry level bussin laundry
Like a pee on
Focus on my craft until my shxt
Glow like neon
While making enough bread
To feed my whole team on
Belly full rap cats never fooling me
Only thing them mutha fuckas owning
Is they jewelry
All leased or loaned maybe you rent
Not a dime payed to taxes but
All of ya money spent
Now this reoccurring poverty need you to
Circumvent popularity split
Only worth a half of what you usta get
Raps spit at half the heart you usta spit
Reality will let you know
But people be refusing it ugh
Never jaded square biz at the round table
Never related to fake numbers
And ego fables
This blueprint is blue-chip
It stay stable these wack WACK
can not produce they unable
The shit is all the same
Average like some basic cable
And they expect the diehards
to still remain faithful
The shit is like a mockery
Is far to disgraceful
But I don’t let it bother me
I still remain thankful
That we’ll be doing this
A hundred million years or more
And every time it will remind you
What we do it for
My hearts ignited like a rocket
And the shit soar over the moon
Until is smashes you with full force

Fresh for 20 infinity you suckas

We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways
We’re gonna go back to our old ways

from Faygoluvers