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letra de propane - u.fø

[chorus]
told me shut off this sh-t, man they want full control
i broke free from the chains that were trapping my soul
they keep fighting to stop me from reaching my goals
still im here spitting fire and adding in coal

[verse 1]
i swear i gas this so intense, it’s like i smoke propane
and they don’t like the sh-t i spit because it’s so profane
i murder abel in vein with a cane and stain the terrain with his brain
the things i admit are arcane, yet cannot explain these remains
look, i’m taking 39 lashes for failing all of my cl-sses, collecting rashes from gnashes, where whips h-t skin and it thrashes, and i smell sin in the air, with the scent of all of these g-sses. some say the essence prevents stress caused by societies m-sses. but the green that i crave i do not wanna be g-ssin’. i wanna roll up the paper from atm’s when it cashes

glock under the pillow and i keep it clicked back
case any motherf-cker wanna come and get dispatched
kevlar jacket with you in it hanging from the coat rack
venom on the track, and when i bleed my blood is pitch black
bleeding out i drained all of the liquid from my veins
and the i filled ’em full of ice so i could never die again
cut into my lane i’ll run you over with a train
now i’m the reigning king attempts are vein at trying to stain my name

[verse 2]
but this fire is starting to burn down my home
emotional battles are taking their toll
i’m trying to balance the push and the pull
but karmas called in wants her loan back in full
guess it’s time to repay for the things that i’ve done
don’t matter what i say now, won’t change the outcome
and it might sound cliché that a prodigal son would
be shamed and afraid of the things that he’s done

but it might be too late because this is my fate
even though i just ate i still fill up my plate
cause i’m hungry, irate, and ambitious won’t wait
they tried locking me out so i climbed past the gate
yeah! so bring out the razors
my rage is so brazen, i’m blazin’ with anger
amaze you for days, i’m locked in like a lazer
i’m raisin’ the bar you’re more shocked then a tazer
what? did i just hear you chuckle?
i’ll silence you’re mouth with the strike of this knuckle
these f-ckboys are nothing i’ll treat ’em like cuckolds
she’s knees to the floor needs to undo my buckle
aye! and i’m canadian bred
so when i get this bread know it’s brown or it’s red
kinda funny how green isn’t money instead
the weed that we smokin it’s legal not medical
f-ck with me i’ll turn you into a spectacle
try me and find out that’s not hypothetical
no one like me i’m a god unequivocal
wrote so much verses this sh-ts sounding biblical
stoned so i’ll stone you to death that’s levitical
stonings a sin even if it’s medicinal
catholics came in and they deemed it pontifical
typical for them to make it political

see these b-tches they lie
man they down for the ride, but not down when you die. they tell you they love you then go and get high, and then spread out their thighs and f-ck five different guys, and then cry when you leave them with one last goodbye
f-ck. sometimes i sit on the floor, and i write and i write till my right wrist is sore. i ask myself what are you doing this for? is it money and money and wh-r-s with their knees to the floor, like i want all that sh-t but this music means more. lately texting you’s felt like no more than a ch-r-. you’re always so p-ssed and i don’t know what for

- u fo

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