a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de time travel - 780sano

game is fileted, my shooters are game
my flavours are flame
my motherf-ckerin’ touch, is on my lock in a shade
so i don’t do kay, i give thanks in a day, f-ck a mckay
cause tuckers chasing my lane, f-cking my loaders
giving me all the stoners, f-ck a brochure
get your b-tch on all fours, get a l!ckin brochure
cause my duckers adore, cuttin numbers for sure
cause you hatin the door, don’t give a haters a ch0r-
let em bug at the core, c-ckin’ muckers a source
showing stoppers the sh0r-, my lovers hating the floor
why you so reckless, homies hatin on a brochure
f-ck a detective
motherf-cker im the alore, da new selection
cause im never checkin’ the session, i’m with my bethren
imma be never settlin’, what’s in the testin’
rocky know em, rocky show em
ian connor borrowed the donor and then stole em
cause he sologne, giving b-tches the bone
shoutout solange
shoutout out so wrong
shotout the snakeskin
convo so long
the b-tch is alone

tell me about cooking up in the pot
sulking got me too hot to the hits
i ain’t sought cunning bullsh-t
you can talk a lot
but i’ve been in the business of shocking the thought
you know a witnessed flex for a sell out spout
a cold f-cka max not about to duck out
came from the cloud some stayed for the clout
i’m just a shout from the crowd but i vowed that i stay loud
you might think i’d be a wreck, but i’m just ready to prove for the test
repping the midwest the best is my quest
too little coming out of here so i’m filling the debt
showing the whole world and every f-cker i’ve met
that i’m running the game and will till i’m dead
we could dread the bled dead dreads in my hood shredded on lead or land the hook
you spit bland, the rest know we run it better than good
it’s right there plain, no stutter or sputter
used to be that i didn’t utter and hid, ain’t no more a kid
don’t even touch a reggie or mid
got you caught constrictor boa
some hot hits coming krakatoa
shook you to the core
flow-er came from the floor
get a rock locked so you can talk the walk
tick your tock
and gawk at a rap bach
the block got me jet lagging hawk captain falcon
throwing it like tyson
bust out mix like bison freight done
b-tches really blowing swear that they dyson
i’m about to give you your .45 fix
you can only strive to flex for the chicks
but dance with the dogs, drift up into they godd-mn dish b-tch
what you know about this

stop believing in yourself, you can’t make it, stop trying
your a cracker not a rapper, drop dead an start dying
your a skinny mothaf-cka, that’s shrinking
not rising, in a mud pit sinkin’
stop lying to yourself , you’re trippin’
your never gonna win, stop fighting just listen

sounds like your envious of my ambition
i don’t blame you, but you should quit b-tchin’
go do what you love, an stop tryna fit in
gain confidence on what makes us all different

we all born dreamers, then life destroys hope
societies rules, hanging people from ropes
do the opposite of what we supposed to do
take a pistol, execute the fixed version of you

he’s still breathing, that’s self medication

dropped the drugs, now myself meditatin’
dead to alive, asleep to awakened
finding true peace, in a puzzling maze
seeing straight was a struggle, but i p-ssed the phase
switched the lane, shift the aim, an then paced
fears i overcame, shifting gears in a race
lapped the self doubt, now i’m hearing it faint
drowning it out, in positivity waves

stop believing in yourself, you can’t make it, stop trying
your a cracker not a rapper, drop dead an start dying
your a skinny mothaf-cka, that’s shrinking
not rising, in a mudpit sinking
stop lying to yourself , you’re tripping
your never gonna win, stop fighting just listen

- 780sano

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS