t clipse and aytchpee figaros (feat. sensei sol) şarkı sözleri

Who said that I ain't the coldest speaking? Focused on the goal bro, I know I'm bleedin' (I know) Who gon' join the rappers' union? Ima host the briefing They ain't speak to me in years and I know the reason, uh I fought through hella demons, heart of mine could never leave it (Forreal) It's on my sleeve and I'm on fire just like desert Phoenix (Yeah) I need a river to float, though These monkeys jumping on the bed, ain't stoppin' my mojo Up shits creek, it's just me and my row boat The staties caught me on the island, swear it's on GoPro (Forreal) They stole my YSL, so I got me some new designer I'm smokin' Gary Payton, my vision exquisite Prada Livin' la vida loca, I ain't stressin' a problem I ain't worried like Hakuna Matata since my Shahadah Livin' la vida loca, I ain't stressin' a problem I ain't worried like Hakuna Matata since my Shahadah forreal (Yeah) Cuban links, Figaro's, only only Never lack, never told, on me on me On my life, on my soul, on me on me Why they switch? Why they fold? On me on me Cuban links, Figaro's, only only Never lack, never told, on me on me On my life, on my soul, on me on me On me, on me Why they fold on me? Smokin' spliffs everyday just to recollect Remember when your homie got stripped in them projects? That same day I took the grey Escape on an adventure That Polaroid picture has all the proof of my dilemmas One cold November, after the show with all my members Envy sparked a flame and the theme was introspection What was detected, is that competition will witness You niggas ain't that thorough, I see the chink in your armor Sorry to bombard ya like Vonnegut stuck in Dresden But our side too relentless (too relentless) I wrote a letter to myself inside a dream I had Woke up in the morning, that same letter I had more to add (More to add) I had more to add Woke up in the morning, that same letter I had more to add More to add On me, On me Yeah Cuban links, Figaro's, only only Never lack, never told, on me on me On my life, on my soul, on me on me Why they switch? Why they fold? On me on me Cuban links, Figaro's, only only Never lack, never told, on me on me On my life, on my soul, on me on me On me, on me Why they fold on me?
Sanatçı: T Clipse and Aytchpee
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