letra de spam - anerable
spam
verse 1
ain’t sh-t like a wet fart that had you trippin(deep)
trading colors at the white house, now they set trippin(bang)
true to my religion, f-ck you tryna mention(word)
throwing stones, no ones home, hot in the kitchen(work)
cold as h-ll in this world, real life scandal(pope)
a shoe in for yo b-tch now you sneak dissin(check)
advantages being project born, got cement feelings(jump)
this corporate sh-t got me f-cked up, but living different(sh-t)
speaking change, coincides with meeting fame(pain)
all i need in this world of sin, henny man(drink)
enemies mixed with d’s(these) leaves one h-lleva summer for a n-gga tryna get some cheese(right)
or for a thirsty b-tch, tryna set a n-gga up cause she got 4 kids and baby daddy ain’t sh-t(ooh sh-t)
or for a f-ck n-gga, running round town, perpetrating, lying on his d-ck, what’s the scam now(preach)
hook
i tried to keep quiet
can’t close my eyes
you tryna start a riot
well then keep quiet
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
verse 2
talkin sh-t don’t make you real, but could get you k!lled(truth)
claim you real to the end, til sh-t get real(n-gga)
screaming b-tch, like rick james in yo veins(i’m rick james b-tch)
screaming like a b-tch, cause you just caught a fade(crying)
drunken nights always seem to end in bl–dy fights(mike)
drunken fights with my sleep, when i’m in flight(grown)
picture perfect, i paint a perfect picture for hoes that’s tryna hit ya and n-ggas that ain’t f-cking wit ya
get that dirt off ya shoulder, claiming 99 problems, all b-tch, need to come up outa that girdle n-gga
you just like myrtle n-gga…
a n-gga acting like a b-tch in a skirt with gl-sses…just urking n-ggas
don’t go to church with n-ggas
it be same motherf-ckers at work praising god, that be the worst of n-ggas
you offended, appalled, think i’m ignant??
saying sh-t you think but scared to say>>
>>can i get a witness
i tried to keep quiet
can’t close my eyes
you tryna start a riot
well then keep quiet
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
hold up
let me talk to em
verse 3
lost, in the world playing for keeps
another empty place, lost souls, and opportunity
that’s why i f-ck every chance i get
busting a nut, the only chance i get.. to spit.. from the soul
without offending feelings
cause when you b-lls deep, there’s only tender healing
am i wrong from practicing what i preach
and leaving my mark like baseb-lls on steroids, is the sosa cheap
ahh what a f-cking treat
i heard yo beach is better
keep the beach and them leaches
too bad the sun don’t get em
a bunch of jaws on land, claiming they don’t like meat
rather eat poultry, than listen to my poetry
but share the same feelings
go through the same healings
nah i ain’t b-tch made
but i like a fish plate
and these days fish could be rare but all still snaked
can’t follow the cake these days, it’s not authentic
but a still have you all up in it
letras aleatórias
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- letra de у меня нет друзей (i have no friends) - warykid
- letra de love - dave monks
- letra de sign of the times - roadtrip
- letra de streets (party favor remix) - doja cat
- letra de yours truly - wolficide
- letra de human touch [alternate version] - elvis costello
- letra de road to baxley - anthony david
- letra de monster in prespective, pt.1 - struggle jennings
- letra de keep you - fake fruit