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[verse 1: visible]
i wanted the fame to be famous without even trying
where’d that get me
hypnotized, spending money unwisely
but surprised when i get stuck tryna double size
with a tear in my eye,i feel like crying
gimp looking over the horizon

no cash but wanting to buy something blunt
just a stud wanting to stunt

an excuse waiting to run
not even a mile then be like “i’m done”

a hunter ready to hunt but without a gun
to shoot the crowd of punks
looking at me like they better then me

i got better intentions
holding within me
which should be evident to see

so evident to the beast
looking up at me
rocking this trap beat
writing rhymes on a rap sheet

on the cathedral comparing me to evel knievel
for me, see what the people mean

my course better stay straight
for heaven’s sake, i’m tired of being late
my dreams rest at the stake

it’s bout to go down cause
i’m so sick of this cloud following me around
penetrating my shield
sharing its doubt
like h-ll in a cell, or cast under some spell

but i’m protected cause i’m already infected
it gets hectic, take my head and dissect it
wanna check it, change the game and direct it
but you won’t find no proper exit
bet that if you did i would still best it!
i’m not something you wanna mess with!

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i’m the one who’s on fire
the one they all claim who’s a writer
but deep down inside i’m a fighter
using my words like a lighter

you think i’m dope
just look and see, even the pope
don’t want a piece of me
he even finds it hard to breathe
standing next to me, call it destiny
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[verse 2: visible]
i know i’m dope
but i lacked funds
to show up these chumps

not knowing how to act
but not quite a bad kid
always stuck at the back end
stupid me to start slacking
come to think of it
that’s what was causing me to get–

backed up on the beat when i needed to
establish it
was so sad like a sack of shiznit
acting like i was mad
but not a point to point back
whizzing at, everything

i already fizzed i was flat
actively wishing and missing

forget it if i didn’t listen
became a pushover to avoid snitching
didn’t want to work in no kitchen
just itching to rap
but no effort towards anything but a vision
no mission
if only i could live in
a world of -ssistance

see
there you again bradley!
you wonder why you act weak
cause your hearts where you heads at

and your heads caught in a bed of shards
betting on your life like a game of cards
hoping you don’t fold
all your life you been told
how to live it
but you acting like you sold

they say slavery is over
like you claim to be sober
felt like everyone aimed at me, shot, and reloaded
you know what screw it
why don’t we let this be the closure
cause i feel we’re getting nowhere

———chorus/hook———(visible + all-i)

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