t clipse and loneninjah malice (feat. blvck svm) şarkı sözleri

Perfect I don't ride waves so they Yeah yeah yeah, uh I don't ride waves so they painted me different Told em I'm comin' a shame they ain't listen Bringing the malice I play for the Pistons Make my own clothes yeah I gave myself stitches (Yeah) Cut in the game yeah I made my incision Minding my neck spending time on my business Watching my step DMX I ain't slippin' I'm on a quest nigga I'm on a mission (I'm on a mission) Praise to the high I'm on a dangerous ride I hope it's safe where I lie, the birds in the sky Never complain when they fly so I be grateful to grind I wasted some time, playing that place wasn't mine Niggas be shady like blinds and faker than turf I was complacent and hurt but you know that rent due on the first (Forreal) So, I can't give you too much of my time Yeah I be in the bag and in my mind That's when they stare at you (Stare at you) 1 Of 1 I ain't comparable (Comparable) I'm in the cut with my Haribo My heart so cold need some Theraflu Stay on my toes air force my soles Anakin Skywalker, forcing my goals Real in my bones I think I'm chose Lotta y'all ain't go to class and it shows (Nah) How did they snake me right under my nose? I cut the grass and I shoveled the snow Mac in the back cookin' up on the road I'm on a roll need the Cullinan gold My virtue is patience Clipse on her playlist see it don't say shit Live in the matrix The world is shambles they paying for spaceships Came with the cadence I'm elevated I'm raised up like Kanan Oh it's all love? Last week you hated that's that MA shit I don't ride waves so they painted me different Told em I'm comin' a shame they ain't listen Bringing the malice I play for the Pistons Make my own clothes yeah I gave myself stitches (Yeah) Cut in the game yeah I made my incision Minding my neck spending time on my business Watching my step DMX I ain't slippin' I'm on a quest nigga I'm on a mission (I'm on a mission) Used to bring malice like Metta World Peace but the former Now I'm more balanced, I sip out the chalice The double R truck got seat warmers Give me a boost in the morning Learned how to stack up the loot Dipped in the backends for red on the bottom of boots A play on the table, I scoot I put a rack on each ear and 200 on every tooth I cannot wear it in booth, verses I don't wanna slur it I watered my roots and I started to flourish I needed no hooch when I searched for my courage I been digging deeper than champion spurs Was almost deterred, glad that I stuck to my words The Cullinan parked on the curb, same color medal you give to Olympian first I don't ride waves so they painted me different Told em I'm comin' a shame they ain't listen Bringing the malice I play for the Pistons Make my own clothes yeah I gave myself stitches Cut in the game yeah I made my incision Minding my neck spending time on my business Watching my step DMX I ain't slippin' I'm on a quest nigga I'm on a mission I don't ride waves so they painted me different Told em I'm comin' a shame they ain't listen Bringing the malice I play for the Pistons Make my own clothes yeah I gave myself stitches Cut in the game yeah I made my incision Minding my neck spending time on my business Watching my step DMX I ain't slippin' I'm on a quest nigga I'm on a mission
Sanatçı: T Clipse and Loneninjah
Türü: Belirtilmemiş
Ajans/Yapımcı: Belirtilmemiş
Şarkı Süresi: 3:12
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