Crowfather

Lyrics

I often ponder what my final boss is gonna look like (look like)
If this the hill that I’ma die upon at least the view’s tight (view’s tight)
Prob’ly gon get gutted when I’m bein’ too nice (too nice)
But I’m from the- from the tundra, that’s just how we survive (survive)

Ready for battle got my sword comin’ out my scabbard/ ain’t worried for the war no I’m more nervous for what comes after/ ain’t no glory seeking novice nah I promise I’m a master/ or at least a tricky bastard with a saga that’s worth rappin’/ if you feelin’ it then tap in/ c’mon pitter patter/ if you lookin’ for some action we could cut the chitter chatter/ meet me on the battlefield, me and the reaper get it crackin’/ check the gamer tag I am the fury of Minneapolis/ so the squad can get involved but they’ll be asking what happened/ when I ran up in the spawn and caught each one of y’all lacking/ I plan to take the profit from this killstreak, bet it back in/ when I’m murderous it only means I’m furthering my faction/ so, listen close, for a minute forget the goats/ and ask if you really know anyone more vicious than the Crow/ my passion has made me strong but my madness has made me grow/ this rapper from Minnesota is going to storm the globe

I often ponder what my final boss is gonna look like (look like)
If this the hill that I’ma die upon at least the view’s tight (view’s tight)
Prob’ly gon get gutted when I’m bein’ too nice (too nice)
But I’m from the- from the tundra, that’s just how we survive (survive)

Leavin’ the village, gods of hip hop as my witness/ follow along as we go on this jester’s quest for redemption/ might sound raw but I just passed the latest test of deception/ this is not what I wanted to learn from my little brethren/ but if this what I’m deserving/ I’m burning with some questions/ how many urns I gotta pile?/ do I get to keep on guessing?/ how many family ties defiled before I finally learn my lesson/ nah I get it, I’m a nomad, man I’m meant to roam relentless/ but regardless the direction correctly I keep steppin’/ been traumatized so yeah the Crow is known to keep some weapons/ been therapized and now I fly high with nice intentions/ that’s why my heart has kept me firmly planted in the Midwest/ where I’m never alone, I got my murder and my setlist is destined to get them all buffed up and raid ready/ there’s greatness in these cadences, you hate at your discretion/ my lateness is the patience it takes to make a new legend


I often ponder what my final boss is gonna look like (look like)
If this the hill that I’ma die upon at least the view’s tight (view’s tight)
Prob’ly gon get gutted when I’m bein’ too nice (too nice)
But I’m from the- from the tundra, that’s just how we survive (survive)