Nicholas Craven – Death & Taxes (ft. Boldy James) (Audio, Lyrics)

Music producer, Nicholas Craven unveils a self-produced piece of music with Boldy James, titled “Death & Taxes”. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Nicholas Craven Death & Taxes

Nicholas Craven – Death & Taxes (ft. Boldy James) (prod. Nicholas Craven)

Lyrics

Where we at?
Craven
Mr. Jackson

Let’s get it
It’s Mr price of tea can’t understand these n***** for the life of me
How they was never none of the abroad but they was trying to be not out the blue they concreatures found that kind of music they thinking we are the same don’t know that i’m not even human
Me and bruno season invest play with the work same ay i treat my pets screaming free the real telling to keep the ni**as know who
Put on for the diva won’t give me the crib don’t know too many ni**ga in the street who beat the fists borderline dynamic in detroit you gotta bundle up creature gang ni**as getting hurt every man for herself black and white paperwork cleaning in the board of health

On the set, I did done some things but never gon’ confess
At one point in time, seem like that money had my soul possessed
Steal drugs on and on the 6 but this ain’t Bouldercrest
Linked up with some real n***as in Montreal, Quebec

Let get it

I put that on the set 227 creature gang
We heavy on the press and my younger knocking n**gas down soon as he up the ride
A ni**a with bojack he getting struck the guy that’s what you pu**y ni**a get for living in the past
Everything he did he came back and bit him in the ass
So you can run but you can’t hide unless we catch you lacking it’s two things we can’t escape ni**a that’s death ans taxes
Two-way do say that day with six plus figures rich as soon as we met with half fake this we don’t smoke it funky isn’t the pew i call it pepe speed demon to 392 flow like a segway column on no phrygian spinning up a fool in the ninja life is what you make it he take it penny giving c sawyer227 limited edition flawless reputation blemish free i kept him in condition got it the harder way so you know i was penny pitching paranoid quick to up to paul on any ni**as clinching going for it in the clutch when the sport for inches slide on your chimney for that bag all my ni**a grinches hit ni**a clan ain’t from the gutter but i’m from the trenches ghetto olympics hitting hurdles i was jumping fences 76 and off of curtis got the junkies bingeing hunting for that drink ain’t found no purple got my stomach cringe it’s blocks

I put that on the set 227 creature gang
We heavy on the press and my younger knocking n**gas down soon as he up the ride
A ni**a with bojack he getting struck the guy that’s what you pu**y ni**a get for living in the past
Everything he did he came back and bit him in the ass
So you can run but you can’t hide unless we catch you lacking it’s two things we can’t escape ni**a that’s death ans taxes