letra de war of the ring - king attila
cut that b-tch pay when i drop
record in the kitchen so my music hot
if you really want smoke imma pull out the pot
i got too much riding so i’m never gone stop
i can’t f-ck with with these rappers that speaking facade
you will not survive shots from fusillade
smoking blunts in the graveyard my mental health rot
but they only pay attention when they hear the new drop
so i stay with these thoughts
i just really want the status of an underground god
in the barrow-down hotbox
smoking moonrock
but i stay punching clocks
tryna put myself on
i don’t bust with the glock
i don’t gotta throw shots
rappers won’t prove me wrong
they still gone hit me up i don’t talk
i’m antisocial i don’t sip wok
gonе be pressed whеn i climb to the top
and i don’t plan to fall
letras aleatórias
- letra de não tô nem aí - comédia mtv
- letra de some nights i feel like crying - kid froopy
- letra de the noble prophet ﷺ - majid abdul rahman
- letra de racks in the duffle - talk money entertainment
- letra de edycja gry roku - silnica kielce
- letra de out memories - bad assumption
- letra de je suis désolé - sultan
- letra de catfish freestyle - saint boyd
- letra de the imposter - octave lissner
- letra de cruising for burgers [carnegie hall] - frank zappa