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 faster than tiime - slaine

[verse one: dre robinson]
so now they call us pioneers
remember fresh out the jungle?
hittin the launch pad like the lion here
dre the truth, ain’t no lyin there
i’m a beast like eli, in my city i’m a giant there
kept writin and rectin like my time was near
movin at a fast pace, i ain’t had no time to spare
the total package – my kind is rare
had labels showin me dotted lines like, sign it here
so my time is here
the flow cold like sittin outside in the winter on a iron chair
still street, so i always got the iron near
and the goons too, i’m a goon too
f. crew from the womb to the tomb, duke
be a star – that i was groomed to
watch how the boy shine
red lights and road blocks’ll never stop how the boy grind

[hook: slaine]
i tell you nothin moves faster than time
it never stops or slows down at all
all my best friends and enemies, i don’t know them at all
no more, no more, no more, no more
i tell you nothin moves faster than time
it never stops or slows down at all
so i guess i should fall back but i ain’t got nowhere to fall
no more, no more, no more

[verse two: dl]
this is the last rhyme i’m ever settings
sick of competin with the kids with skinny jeans and jeggins
all of my life i tried to write the creative blessing
but it seems god ain’t respondin to my endless textin
it’s okay though, i’m a warrior with my daddy’s spirit
i spit with the intensity, so my daddy’ll hear it
splittin image and inherited the hustle spirit
( ? ) coins still collectin, ain’t quite cleared it
the bank account is weightw-tcher, refuse to get chunky
as a result i don’t waste my words to promote my money
i ain’t got it, put all my focus into my project
heart and soul, f-ck goin gold, but would like a profit
take a penny, leave a penny, call it exposition
hollywood dreamin off my little bitty composition
i write with the p-ssion of christ, i’m nice on my gibson
trust and believe in myself when no one else didn’t

[hook]

[verse three: slaine]
it’s been a lotta years, man i came a long way
i close my eyes and feel those days when the song plays
been up in the hallway, d-mn i went the wrong way
i was on a mission, wouldn’t listen to what moms say
f-ck it, why would he? in the streets i would study
where if you speak to me wrong you would get beat till you’re bl–dy
now your speakers are bumpy cause when when my sneakers are cruddy
i had this un-k!llable dream of maybe reachin somebody
my features like my father but with different creatures, i’m ugly
and i reek of the dark secrets of the creeps and the druggies
my therapist says i’m reachin for people to love me
but my spirit’s full of feelings, so f-ck a therapist
and my heir is just coming of age
i remember bein with dre and daniel spittin hungry young on the stage
i wrote these lyrics cause i had somethin i wanted to say
i thank the lord that i’m honored this way

- slaine

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS