letra de faint hearts & rhythm - samarchy
[chorus]
the rising sun, knew i forgot something
and the poster on your wall is depicting my demise tonight
the sound of fun, couldn’t be so dreadful
your inner thoughts are the poison that will rot my soul
[verse 1]
they think it could be mad to lose
but what they didn’t know about me, i got bags of tools
to take apart your efforts in a minute or two
i’m not evil with my eyes, i’m not feeling a fool
yet they didn’t think that, and neither did i
turn your back on your brother coz you couldn’t decide
the underrated thought of believing in myself
all wealth all health, all they want on their bеlt
no worry schism, handing me my dreams in a bag full of gold sowing up to the sеam
traitors in my mind as i pass them in the street
i don’t understand how you’re happy with defeat
down london repping, to stay up with the beat’s rhythm
crate digging, outsourcing samples is the main mission
the hand of a god is a devil
trying to excel away to another level
[chorus]
the rising sun, knew i forgot something
and the poster on your wall is depicting my demise tonight
the sound of fun, couldn’t be so dreadful
your inner thoughts are the poison that will rot my soul
the rising sun, knew i forgot something
and the poster on your wall is depicting my demise tonight
the sound of fun, couldn’t be so dreadful
your inner thoughts are the poison that will rot my soul
the rising sun (rising sun), knew i forgot something (so, something)
and the poster on your wall is depicting my demise tonight (my demise)
the sound of fun (sound of fun), couldn’t be so dreadful (so dreadful)
your inner thoughts are the poison that will rot my soul
[verse 2]
they making jokes of a g for the fun of it
how sad can you be, i know your karma gonna be a b-tch
no pillow’s gonna cushion your fall, from the top of the charts when i take on parole
had two questions come arising ‘cross the land into the ocean
from the eastern-conference
if i pull out your running with some motion, sickness
like the boat would rock, from the top and mop the decks
spot a big-foot, barefoot, wearing no socks
and i got a new chopstick in the stir fry, burnt pots
fly the mandem out to my spot
p-ssy popular, hold on sir, one more question here
where the f-ck is my stir fry?
where the f-ck is my stir fry?
yet i’ve been here all along
from the morning to the dawn
[chorus]
the rising sun (rising sun), knew i forgot something (so, something)
and the poster on your wall is depicting my demise tonight (my demise)
the sound of fun (sound of fun), couldn’t be so dreadful (so dreadful)
[outro]
where the f-ck is my stir fry?
you got that?
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