letra de paul mooney - jesus walks
[intro]
kay eiffel:
“little did he know that this simple, seemingly innocuous act would result in his imminent death.”
harold crick:
“what? what? hey! h-llo?! what?! why? why my death? h-llo?! excuse me! when?! how imminent?!”
(‘stranger than fiction’)
yeos hazeus:
that’s what i’m sayin’
zero:
i might have it in the background
yeos hazeus:
right
zero:
you know like, just a little somethin’ to lead up?
-gasp-
swimmin’ in a pool like a pool meant for cue b-lls n-gga-
-laughs-
this some stupid sh-t
alright, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
alright everybody shh, shh
ugh, paul mooney
[verse 1]
in a base meant for basic apex
the bas-m-nt’s covered from wall to wall
the blood, the guts of the big who fall
the rick to ross i spit the charcoal
vomit the petrol, proceed to set saul
oh f-ck i meant ‘sail’
can’t see the keys i’m faded off i missed it by a thumbnail
on the crazy train reduced to a bum rail
can i get another bump to get over the holy grail?
got slapped and asked how it felt to be a r-t-rd
and all the while still feel the need to breathe art
couldn’t find the right words to put the thought into verbs
so i felt the tension
i put my words to your domes like a learned lesson
a harsh reverend readily armed less steadily marking targets
hardly taking a break
i put the tallies on the margin, slaving away
breaking bones on mistake, n-gga i’m a sergeant
n-gga this is my wake, i’m k!lling myself
n-gga feeling the pain, not asking for help
estranged and stranded i felt
wrong for asking for listens, f-ck wealth
my time borrowed, greed is doubt
only asking that you live well
and f-ck off if the offer isn’t affordable as h-ll
i’ve caught up on the hooks
been swimming with the fishes
switching locks and giving looks
shaking hands and thinking crooks
stay demanding for strange
stray from paths, stay away
stay r-t-rded, stay regardless
it’s no wonder that you feel the same
[verse 2]
yeos hazeus:
hats off for that hood sh-t
bad cough from that good sh-t
hats off from that good sh-t
hats off from that good sh-t, woo!
hats off from that hood sh-t
bad cough from that good sh-t
we be making moves
got you on that f-ckin’ stayin’ put sh-t, woo!
hats off to that hood sh-t
bad cough from that good sh-t
hats off from that hood sh-t
hats off from that hood sh-t, woo!
hats off from that hood sh-t
couple hunnid from that good l!ck
hats off from that hood sh-t
we makin’ moves and you be on that stayin’ put sh-t, woo!
i do it, i do it
i just come through and ruin
and f-ck all you b-tches
cus’ me and you ain’t confusin’
off this motherf-ckin’ music (woo!)
swear to god i just ruin (woo!)
whoever you thought of (woo!)
motherf-cker imma slaughter! (ungh!)
motherf-cker imma k!ller! (ungh! ungh!)
swear to god this moneys turned me to a monster (b-tch?)
motherf-cker imma k!ll ya
motherf-cker i got ’em i swear
i get it, i get it, i come through and rip it
i did it, i did it, i spit it, i spit it
i come through and inflict this damage to f-ggots
i swear they can’t have it
i’m hackin’ i f-ckin’- (woo!)
swingin’ at a b-tch
never gave a f-ck, you can swing and f-ckin’ miss
ya’ll can’t do sh-t man (oh!)
swear to god i’m the hitman (oh!)
letras aleatórias
- letra de ode to kurt - david l. martins
- letra de fly away - sarah skinner
- letra de john the revelator - dirty dozen brass band
- letra de hazy - love darling
- letra de black book - bobby gore
- letra de live like i'm rich - jody whitesides
- letra de no shirt, no shoes, no knuckleheads - sturgill simpson
- letra de spit - corpus
- letra de los dos hermanos rivales - grupo montez de durango
- letra de parasol - c.shreve the professor