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Flawless Video (MV)




Performed By: Count Bass D
Length: 2:38
Written by: Dwight Conroy Farrell




Count Bass D - Flawless Lyrics




Relationship slash relations with
I'm in the flesh you on some type shit, type shit
Clout is your currency Me? debris free
Fought with frenemies fraught with fragility
Creatively complete with ability musically
Hip hop redux with nary a F*ck.
Check swing all-Stars don't Slump
The word's mum come off cool but still the heat pump
So I says, I assess my success n'at of
Men mice Virtue aRnd vice all week, Sunday twice
Dues full Purchase price
Blame the boogie hate the nightlife
Home like the Bottom of the Ninth
One man's stem another man's multitrack
One man's scale another man's mode
The sneaky link and the shrink
Ain't no rinky dink
Penny for thoughts a million for how I think
Like yo no funny shit Count Bass in the cockpit
So many quit cause they wasn't legit
Count on the beat box, Go get your shine box
They want respect but refuse to commit
The end is near when the benches clear
Fear's what I fear when doubt reappears
Avoid the heartless forge regardless
Ain't nothing 'bout this process finna be flawless
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Relationship slash relations with
I'm in the flesh you on some type shit, type shit
Clout is your currency Me? debris free
Fought with frenemies fraught with fragility
Creatively complete with ability musically
Hip hop redux with nary a F*ck.
Check swing all-Stars don't Slump
The word's mum come off cool but still the heat pump
So I says, I assess my success n'at of
Men mice Virtue aRnd vice all week, Sunday twice
Dues full Purchase price
Blame the boogie hate the nightlife
Home like the Bottom of the Ninth
One man's stem another man's multitrack
One man's scale another man's mode
The sneaky link and the shrink
Ain't no rinky dink
Penny for thoughts a million for how I think
Like yo no funny shit Count Bass in the cockpit
So many quit cause they wasn't legit
Count on the beat box, Go get your shine box
They want respect but refuse to commit
The end is near when the benches clear
Fear's what I fear when doubt reappears
Avoid the heartless forge regardless
Ain't nothing 'bout this process finna be flawless
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Writer: Dwight Conroy Farrell
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC

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