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 copper & lead - merky ace

[verse 1]
lit up the room and it came like doomsday
man are on pulling out swords like touché
man ah burn wigs with 4s that do break
any p-ssy boy that’s sweet like kool-aid
man are gonna mek that mine if you do bait
man are on man that scan and move weight
anyone can get it if they got two-faced
cause that’s my ting
you must be sipping ace lightning, think you’re surviving
when i come down and strike like lightning
way down the road is where they’ll find him
headback buss, man call that colliding
dem nuh know nuttin’, dem boy dere are lying
they can hold something if they think it’s a hype ting
trust me, it’s so d-mn calm when i’m gliding
target practice, no misfiring

[hook]
me have a new ting called copper and lead
but me rise fi the f-ssy
me ah trap hard till me hands dem ashy
been a badman from me sh-t inna mi nappy
all ah dem write ’bout my teeth dem gappy
dem boy dere just turn bad pon lappy
but me nuh fear cuh me say catch up and they nuh catch me
so me fling copper and lead for the f-ssy
copper and lead for the f-ssy
me fling copper and lead for the f-ssy
copper and lead for the f-ssy
me fling copper and lead for the f-ssy
copper and lead for the f-ssy
me fling copper and lead for the f-ssy
rise up and aim for the head
me nuh stop till the p-ssyhole dead

[verse 2]
don’t push me
i beat mash out of bush, b
violate me like everything’s cushty
and think that you won’t get bun like bushweed?
nah, it’s not that, man ah turn a man ammi
twist to the side like kami, turn a man patty
ride up on the back of a ducati
let off a couple, it skid and it act scatty
[?] like you can’t catch me
if you can, then go on then
since catch up, darg, i’ve been showing them
it’s part 2, still shooting in the blue
like a harpoon, survive the typhoon, tryna be a tyc–n
think it’s a joke cuh man ah man write tunes?
this serious darg might bite you, watch who you hype to
i sky dudes, i don’t skype dudes

[verse 3]
copper and lead for the f-ss
could’ve been sober, could’ve been fr-ss
i don’t need yak to fuel a man’s gas
i don’t need shank, i don’t need mash
only thing i need in this world is cash, rise and kal-ss
leave your head leaking like a kalabash
call that sizzler just like kalonji
put this one four on your back like henry
i’m the best form of attack, zombie up in the track
i treat the yard like ‘dam, beat smoke and scram
leave a hole in your man
if he’s holding the grams, he better show when we land cuh
we beat off of postponing a man
omen gang, i ain’t phoning a man
he can talk to the swam when the something says bang
none of that backchat
got a new ting and i call that face flat, make a boy taste that
p-ssy done blazed that
[?]
really the most, dem boy better face facts
you can catch one inna your faceback
one in your neckfront
if you’ve got that there, man are gonna tek some
i ain’t gonna left none
rise up the duppy and dead one
copper and lead for the f-ssy that test
one of my ft, get left with his head gone
copper and lead for the f-ssy that test
one of my ft, get left with his chest gone
copper and lead for the f-ssy that test
my ft, get left with his neck gone
copper and lead for the f-ssy that test
one of my ft, get left dead

- merky ace

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS