J.R.C. and Calmerch - Experiment

The gang in the stu make it loud
Suspended midair in a cloud
Dropping with reasonable doubt
They want you drown us out

The gang in the stu make it loud
Suspended midair in a cloud
Dropping with reasonable doubt
They want you drown us out

Nah but they couldn’t
I grind your whole mix into tapioca pudding
Still see the bits of the bones
Ain’t a crip, you a clone
Ain’t a blood, but I flood the whole set with patron

Ha Guess I’m a Latin King after all
I hope that there’s platinum plaques involved
I used to see them in the halls of my college, before I developed a palette of knowledge

Need a pallet of paint to depict this tall tale of American mythology
Just wait and see
This is a thousand year odyssey waiting to be, I’m

Collecting the sorry's from people that claimed that they’d never be thanking me
Got enemies lurking they flanking me
Repel them by just being JRC

The gang in the stu make it loud
Suspended midair in a cloud
Dropping with reasonable doubt
They want you drown us out

The gang in the stu make it loud
Suspended midair in a cloud
Dropping with reasonable doubt
They want you drown us out

Written by:
Jacob R Colon

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