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666 Central Ave.

by They Hate Change

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1.
Stunt Cams 02:39
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Burn My Shit 02:53
(Andre) Once upon a time not long ago Had tapes out the trunk and we still on road Now you ain’t up on the sound then you must be slow (Vonne) I wake up everyday day, Exfolikate The Gucci Grip say I gotta skate, no Rollie Face No Codeine drank on my tastebuds, I don’t ride wavs I just slang 320’s, downloads like weight (Hook) Nigga Burn my shit, burn burn my shit State to state in the whip, riding round and we getting it nigga Burn my shit, burn burn my shit Keep on beating your block, tell em turn my shit up Burn my shit, burn burn my shit nigga burn my shit, burn burn my shit nigga burn my shit, burn burn my shit Keep on beating your block, tell em turn my shit up (Andre) S28 when I cut my breaks Hold up They fronting then, now we charging rates I—I can’t complain with Flatland wheels I chase my thrills Scuffed up my Air max heel Coining phrases for dollars so I can front my bills Box Fade from my barber they say I look like Will Vonne like chill My swag ain’t nothing new This jersey knit you ain’t accustomed to These jeans they fade from black to blue (Hook) Burn my shit, burn burn my shit State to state in the whip, riding round and we getting it nigga Burn my shit, burn burn my shit Keep on beating your block, tell em turn my shit up Burn my shit, burn burn my shit nigga burn my shit, burn burn my shit nigga burn my shit, burn burn my shit Keep on beating your block, tell em turn my shit up (Vonne) Fuck Pro shit, I Am’d it Benchmade switchblade brandished and I ain’t never ran It’s the Tri-City All Stars, legends in your backyard Dressage in my closet, Vintage Lo-lo with the tags on Done come a long way from maxed cards Never rode Scats, Volkswagens with the Autobahn attachments Rally on your street like small cars Spit a classic bar nigga never subpar, who said they wanted war (Andre) Black out Black— Black—Black out everything Thought I lost my brain but the game done changed The rules remain the same Got 10 years on any 80s babies flexing crazy 92’ Lo double colored navy But thats too sporty though My Clark boot two tone dipped, bucket hat bent In my cup, gin I sip Eno, Double E records I spin Came a long way from that Upstate kick-door Now I’m down south, slugged out with my kinfolk New gun in town, finger wave, get low ChangeSet Radio G—G—G—G—Get Lo
4.
Screwface 03:18
(Vonne) (Intro/Bridge) Denim faded my whole last year in these jeans, keeping it clean We been lazy off the gin but never leaned, microphone fiend Pardon the steeze, artists in residence up in your scene, killing your dreams Filling the seats, face in the crowd feeling the beat (Andre) Who That, Who That, Who That Who that Been on the low 6 years we been that Had to take a seat back They can’t front no more cause we did that Now we on the road Ain’t have to send no press kit, my whole shit lit Get a grip I bet you hear this on your end-year playlist My whole vision tinted Hot boy Ducked off, my new tune ring off ChangeSet whole catalogue, bet it all Dubplate my shit, yeah Bet it all Bet it all Gold Rope, one of those Gold Fangs, double that (Vonne) All the tough talking these boys gon run up get done up, change got right for the summer Gave a lot of game to the under, game the for youngers, number wha— number one stunners Show em h—show em how to make moves, never fake moves no mistake who the game came from And I still walk light, you don’t wanna step up to the plate fuck around get your face screwed up (Bridge) (Hook) (Vonne) Southside Screwface (Dre) Downtown, Run Round (Andre + Vonne) Mash it up, Break it down ChangeSet move tapes by the Pound (Vonne) Now, I feed my Gitts, nathan but Game And since Loko left shit ain’t been the same Gotta put some jewels up in they brain and maintain, now Who you, who you think, put your fave up on they wave Yeah, back in the back in the day Before they had a role to play I ain’t twisting up my fingers I’m just shooting long range Niggas see us out in public bet they never say a thing David Byrne in the flesh Talking heads give it a rest This shit way too complex This shit way too com— (Andre) Tell me why they so stuck up Worried bout them, gon get ya bread up I ain’t never change, but the money in the bank ain’t been the same Chang Change, getting change Hard to maintain Young soul, old game But my drums ‘tick tick bang’ Tell me why they ain’t the same Tell me why my shit stuck in your brain (Bridge) (Breakdown) They can’t take no more We still talking war Treat it like a sport Gone and check the score (x4) (Hook)
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Ozone 02:57

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released August 13, 2020

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