Show Dem Camp – Draw Me Close Lyrics ft. Shalom Dubas

Show Dem Camp Clone Wars Vol. 5 The Algorhythm Album Lyrics

Show Dem Camp – Clone Wars Vol. 5 (The Algorhythm) Album Lyrics, Tracklist

Draw Me Close Lyrics by Show Dem Camp

Lighten my load
Tighten my scope
Ignorant thoughts
Fighting my Growth
Refusing to change
What do I know
2020 was deep
We stayed afloat
Pie from the past
Calling my phone
Knows all my vices
Hand on my throat
I try to stay righteous
But will I cope
She said fuck sacrifices
Wale lets roll (Damn)
These Fair weather
Fans calling me goat
I feel its is Sinzu
Feel it is Ghost
I feel it is Jeed
Feel it is Poe
Not really concerned
What do I know
Walking on water
Stepped off the boat
With my eyes clear
Always knew the system didn’t fight fair
But now I learnt some lessons about my peers
The ones who move for clout
And the others way fit die there
But My mind/ is light years ahead
And when it comes to change
Be prepared for anything
Cos these evil people
Like fear to spread
And they would rather maim
And take aim on their own
Than to ever
Do the right thing instead
In this life full of dread
Got a price on my head
In this land of the blind
Where your sight is impaired
Take aim
And keep praying
Cos life isn’t fair
Come on

Pardon the swag but girl it’s Lom Lom
I spit and I sing my song until the day I go home
It’s a wrap if I step in Ghost mode
Ain’t gonna see me but I bet you gon’ feel my smoke
Tec 9 in the shape of a mouth
If I start drilling then I’m hitting everybody and you won’t hear a shout
Real life
Like the World Wreckin’ Cru I’ve been wrecking records since I was a yute and I ain’t ever going back
Good night to the haters, that’s you
We gon’ drop you off at Yaba like it’s Sabo nigga hop out the back!
I’m litty and I know you are too
I know life can be cruel but like Stella we always get groove back
Cold world but it’s warmth in your moves, so I get closer
Till I’m closer draw me closer
I am not going back
Lord knows I get Lost Without You
Like Robin Thicke, I see hella Blurred Lines
But now they’re straightening back

Draw me closer, give 3 gbosa
All I wanna do is drive this baby home
Not from Adam, I don’t know ya
Don’t know why you wanna come rain on my parole
Okay, maka Chukwu please
Dotted all my I’s, I’m finna go and cross my T’s
I know They’re plotting against We
But we don’t got no time to be diverting energy

With all these gems that I commandeer
Could have sworn that it’s clear
I got money on my mind yeah these thoughts cashmere
Made it through the windstorm that poured all last year
Mindstate like Franklin Saints snowfall racketeer
A ghetto super villain
Whose point of views conflicted
Cuz the city that I’m from tends to groom your sinning
When reflections of Gods image seem too submissive
I try to take the high road but need a fuel injection
Cuz it gets increasingly harder to do the distance
Give a person an inch and they’ll try to take a mile
I know money clips the best ammo to take em down
I mean no disrespect to guineas but these niggas foul
Yeah I forgive but always save the files
With age I’m giving less fucks and losing data space within the cloud
You had a chance to build with me but didn’t wait it out
No hard feelings…backwards motion just ain’t my style
Instead I move with purpose
Stay immune to serpents
And never knock the hustle of another human working
We can’t all be lions king that would be to disturbing
My spirit animals a wolf and they don’t do the circus
If life’s like a musical before they cue the curtains
I’m tryna give performances that shit universes
So give ya boy his flowers now if you think he deserves it
If not I’ll charge it to the game till karma reimburses

Draw me closer, give 3 gbosa
All I wanna do is drive this baby home
Not from Adam, I don’t know ya
Don’t know why you wanna come rain on my parole
Okay, maka Chukwu please
Dotted all my I’s, I’m finna go and cross my T’s
I know They’re plotting against We
But we don’t got no time to be diverting energy

Written by; Show Dem Camp
Album/EP; Clone Wars Vol. 5 (The Algorhythm)

Show Dem Camp Draw Me Close Lyrics