CRUNCH from Treehouse 3 by FOR REST!, Esgua & workinprogresss

[verse 1: for rest]
brand new helmet on my head
bitch i’m pissed i’m seeing red
lock a opp up in the shed
i'll have him wishin he was dead
imma keep ‘em here instead
sent a photo to his friends
for rest declares you’ve been condemned
on a level, that you, cannot comprehend
my blade is where your life depends
i've had my fun this where it ends
i simply watch his soul descend
catch another opp and imma do it all again, bitch
yeah it's crunch time

[verse 2: esgua]
abusers find the path inside my home and they get filled with dread
man, if you fuck with my *** you gon get filled with lead
no one wants to hear that bitch ass album
motherfuck that single, bitch, burn that hard drive
face like ya statements, that you should be facing
probably got friends who ain’t really who they saying
if you got something to say then just say it
motherfucker crunch
motherfucker run

[verse 3: workinprogresss]
my mind is racing and the blood is rushing to my head
i'm seeing double and my heart is pumping out my chest
i just hit a lick on every single fucking fed
i clocked my pistol and i pumped their asses full of lead

i don't fuck around its over if you catch a threat
i don't double take i speak and i know what i meant
so don't be running when i catch you on that infrared
break and enter and imma take whatever the picture bled

i got your bitchass in denial when you can't defend
i won't spare a trial on the tribunal you pled
it ain't no deal or career in saying you heaven sent
but you gotta make amends
the clock is up, count to 10

• Experimental
• Australia