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 turn ya lights on - aasim

[intro]
hahahaha
yeah!
f-ggots!
let’s go, turn ya lights on, n-gga
listen, uh

[verse 1]
you scared of the dark, then pray to ya savior to braven ya heart
around me, the demons is breathin’, the heat is a spark
quicker than gasoline when the match is struck
hats of rats tatter white, some n-ggas bag you up
send ya organs on the black market, price tag you up
feed you to the evil, see through the eyes of my massacre
mad man diary, fiery pits of h-ll
rivalry so if we die spitefully, execution style
retribution style, resolution stylе
televise rеvolution the music is all an illusion
i don’t follow confusion, i more eat like savage animals
or man be slash cannibals rap radical
wolverine, little but deadly i battle a grizzly
attack you like candle, dismantle you f-ggots, come get me
i put the smash on n-ggas, throw some gas on n-ggas
happily laugh, then i put the heat rash on n-ggas, turn ya lights on

[chorus]
you better turn ya lights on, turn ya lights on
turn ya lights on, it’s goin’ down
you better turn ya lights on, turn ya lights on
turn ya lights on, when you around me
fo’ pounds, bustin’ rounds, lay you on the concrete
eight shots to ya body, you don’t really want beef
twelve n-ggas to a army, you gon’ get yo’ ass beat
one n-gga with a temper and a burner, that’s me
[verse 2]
i’m petrified of this sac religion, the paragraph ammunition
that i’m spittin’ got you sh-ttin’, ya bladder p-ssin’
my baby created got ya pamper soaked
put you in a panther choke, squeeze like pythons on rabbits throats
my rhyme is a virus with no anitdote, pull the trigger of my chrome
can at christians cabins like a cantaloupe
wrap you in a coffin, throw ya body on a bonfire
for tryin’ to box with god, wrap ya arms in barbwire
prior to rappin’, i was drug traffickin’
phantom with drug addicts and handlin’ drug habits
and scramblin’ drug packages, randomly drug shatters some families
gun patents and batteries, unravel the agony
unsatisfactory behaviors, is what i’m majorin’
christians sayin’ god ain’t even interested in savin’ ’em
so what a waste for him, a grave to heaven or h-ll
n0body’s hatin’ him, they forsaken him, he’s raisin’ h-ll

[verse 3]
center my mind enters some kind of a trance
i dance with the devil to nirvana rebel with circumstance
the merciless mad scientist, the universe’s menace
i apply pressure to heavyweights, reduce ’em to feathers
forever my reign of terror calculated, serial k!ller status
ran page in and out my rage ’til i’m captured
worried, stab you in ya corne’
just the nut i need and i’m only gettin’ h-rny, turn ya lights on

[outro: aasim & big mike]
f-ckin’ f-ggots
you motherf-ckers
you won’t come fo’ me, n-gga
better bring all ya guns, n-gga
better bring a whole army with you, n-gga
better bring like a million n-ggas with you, baby
’cause you know i got a million plus with me, n-gga
matter of fact, f-ck that, i don’t even need a million, n-gga
i come by myself, n-gga
one gun, n-gga
mad clips, n-gga
holla
the kid big mike
young aasim
eob, bad boy
consider the pressure applied, b-tches

- aasim

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS