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 vigilantes - rustage

[verse 1: nice guy (rustage)]
went from worshipping the heroes to endless days that i’m working shifts (ayy)
always be fighting villains, but never the streets i’m lurkin’ in (nah)
and even the common criminals k!lling, they do it merciless (uh)
a nervousness i pull up with, always suffer his services
i step and slide in surfaces (yeah), bite with the kind of clockwork (ayy)
a friendly neighborhood spider-man, still i’m sure what my purpose is (ayy)
i’ve stood against the villains, they popping up then they murder people (ah)
when heroеs aren’t an option, then i can’t see an alternativе, ha
never on my page they wanna hang man (yeah)
running with celebrities, you know i never cap that (yeah)
working double duty, ain’t got money in my cashapp (ayy)
i gon’ bring the shootie, when i point it then it’s blam-blam
blam-blam, ain’t gon’ leave a stain on my success rate (yeah)
always on that engine like i’m tensei
they gon’ call me nuts, so i gon’ take that as my best trait (yeah, uh)
draw the bigger picture, but they know i made the template (yeah, ayy)

[chorus: rustage, anoravt, shwabadi & all]
better call the vigilantes, ayy, ayy
popping off the trigger happy, ayy, ayy
i’m about to turn ’em into dust, hey
there ain’t no one like us, hey
better call the vigilantes, ayy, ayy (not trying to hide)
popping off the trigger happy, ayy, ayy (a master disguise)
step into to the streets, i light it up, hey (not for us)
there ain’t no one like us, hey
[verse 2: popstep (anoravt)]
rock your world with a hop in my step (yeah)
lots of talking ’bout dressin’, and i got ’em upset (ayy)
i’ll block your sounds, hit it with a comic effect (yeah)
pov, shout it out, then leave ’em tight off the press, like
pop-pop (what?), villain to a fan in an instant
got that trigger in my hands, on a mission
drop-drop, put ’em in the system
one set for man, but i leave it to the rhythm
(three, two, one, go) (get up, go)
watch me transform with a little bit of makeup
(get up, stand)
got a feather in my cap ’cause i know how to play rough
p-o-p-s-t-e-p
hero above a star, i’m on the tv
loving all the buzz, i give a sneak peek
i’ll be blowing up the stage like i’m the queen bee

[chorus: rustage, anoravt, shwabadi & all]
better call the vigilantes, ayy, ayy
popping off the trigger happy, ayy, ayy
i’m about to turn ’em into dust, hey
there ain’t no one like us, hey
better call the vigilantes, ayy, ayy (not trying to hide)
popping off the trigger happy, ayy, ayy (a master disguise)
step into the streets, i light it up, hey (not for us)
there ain’t no one like us, hey
[verse 3: knuckleduster (shwabadi) & rustage]
if you need it done, then it’s diy (yeah)
why lean on someone? just be that guy (why?)
men trust the system, and it bleeds ’em dry (huh?)
none as mean as i when it comes to the (ayy, ayy)
punishment of the villain, it’s just i’m a happy trigger for justice
not the kind of hero to f-ck with (yeah)
my fist goes like for like, i’m punch lines, i’m rustage (woo)
too clean, even man’s knuckles are dusted (yeah)
all black fell like a d-mn crook
when it come to rules, know i’m throwing out the handbook (throwing out the handbook)
used to run alone, now the gang’s up
no guns, but i bare arms like a tank top
comes a point in the life of an old man
no clock, time doesn’t ever spin a slow dance (yeah)
will you fall into step with the program
or take the law into your own hands? (woo-ah)

- rustage

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS