Tiaan - Have & Hold lyrics

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Tiaan - Have & Hold lyrics

Chorus: Radical Son: One of them sat Working the pen The other one an*lysed Waves and the sends The Clouds moved in fast forward Just like a nightly weather report We are who you see hold court Off track but yet we stay on course Verse 1: Urthboy See I don't, go to the bother of getting a lottery Ticket that often, so when I do, I wanna win right Wear my clothes baggy but the flows skin tight A collector, with one eye out for insight I got the arsenal to indict or invite Cmon take a hit from the windpipe I'm inflight The way I move even sitting still See I could channel Cube but instead chill at will In a town full of flag waving Blinky Bills Just trying to ink a deal, they don't collab they do dinner deals I'd recommend it if you keep it sealed Don't worry we'll return it you just watch the steering wheel Time has a habit of revealing your achilles heal It's that, phonetic ettiquette gettin grilled by the chisel steel It's been a while since the D.S. to the O.R.M It's Urthboy and Elgusto again Chorus: Radical Son: One of them sat Working the pen The other one an*lysed Waves and the sends The Clouds moved in fast forward Just like a nightly weather report We are who you see hold court Off track but yet we stay on course Verse 2: Urthboy Cmon everybody let's make wartime music Combine Q-Tip with some fortified new sh** Not too lucid make it fit loose-knit Lose it, little shuffle, if the shoe fit Take it in our stride and guide em Do something with it like Robinson Crusoe and his island Eye to eye wilin' talk that cause sirens We ‘hawk-eye' em, heh heh, just walk by em You in denial while we in the Nile swimmin' in it Talk of big things we're bringin' in it Can someone check my ears there's a clear ringin' in it Come to grips with the pen but not the sting in the tip We're livin' in it, the funk that make you get on the phone Remember where you were when you heard it and set it in stone I'm a protect my own, still a long walk home Thanks, but I don't need to be shown Chorus: Radical Son: One of them sat Working the pen The other one an*lysed Waves and the sends The Clouds moved in fast forward Just like a nightly weather report We are who you see hold court Off track but yet we stay on course