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 viba - zack mcleod

[intro]
yeah, uh-huh, brrt
buddha

[verse 1]
sometimes i feel so good
sometimes i feel so bad
but at the end of the day, i’m always so glad to be part of the community
rhythm runnin’ through me
got my mind for the applause, but it doesn’t seem to follow me
feel so hollow in me, when will i be right?
mind flight
up in the sky, soarin’ with the clouds on the nimbus, brudda
inspectin’ the dangers that surround us
same mothers archaeologically dreamin’
as it seems, man
with the pyramids dreamin’ through me
mind totally neglected
suspected to be the best of the best
but i hold back, relax
h20, cliche, yet, not a fact
like an artifact
dad’s gone, that’s a fact
yet i get the movement through my friends to the end
i feel like driving a benz
uh, with the clan
yes, sam i am
total respect for the niche suspense
yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh, mm
[verse 2]
so separate by my curse, i feel like holding her purse
drivin’ me wild through the forest like a child
day dreamin’ since i was three years old
got my mind caught up with the liquor
yet involved, uh
anxiety, fun, anxiety
got so much pride in me, yeah
to be caught up with the facts, mm
and the facts
and the stacks, yo, mhm
i’m runnin’ from reality
in actual facts from superiority
got my mind explodin’, got my mind controllin’ me
so it seems stationary habitatually, exactly in the zone with my st–ze, uh
on the throne with my keys
egotistically, i draw my pen from the a4 piece
rewrite my harmony
yo, white farms with the new age religion
spirituality so driven
yo, time relevant, just parallel stars within me
watch the stars go by, re-route your mind, re-route your mind
yup, yup, yup, ayy

[verse 3]
yo, stationeries, so many mercenaries
yet i hold my glock with the spotlight on my shoulders, lightin’
might pull my boulders
so many pistol whippin’ melodies inside, i rewrite the track
i try not to speak authority, rhythm just got mentality
i see my spoken words like i chose my curse
since birth witches on my tail, uh, f-ck your tales, uh
i hate your tale, i hate your fakeness
never been a better motherf-cker
never had i ever, oh, so clever, but i hold back
relapse, smoke, lapse, smoke, um, zach
you know what she meanie when you got that meanie, uh, genie
yeah, yeah, yeah, mm

- zack mcleod

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS