Текст песни
Said it. Now, back blowing the strongest strands you can Name. Old dirty bastard, I dance with the cane. Going gilly, give 'em a milli worth of game. I'm silly, roll up a billy, I'm really with The gang. Bitches showing they titties, you know we Finna bang. Dopest one in the city, It's never finna change. Slave shit, we all get whips and chains. Dumb bitch, you must got shit for brains. One brick, we make quick flips for change. Gun click, you get popped quick for playing. Hot grits, I cook my shit for fans. They slick, they don't eat shit but Xan. Major nigga, I play my shit for bands. Proceed, I don't leave shit to chance. Hands, niggas getting both of 'em. I'm the nigga that they stole everything they know From. Blow one with the shogun, niggas showing up. Roll up, billy goat crumbs try to troll us. The right way to, um, assuming that man can Exist for long times of terror. The facts that we present is our truth. This may be the most disturbing. Food for every way but wings. Fly apparel, I judge 'em all like the high Sparrow. Your mind's narrow, in deep thought you die Shallow. Grave mistake thinking you can time travel And take shit back. The real deal, you hacks Just hack. Stay off them pills 'fore we peel You. I know the real you. I'm burning haze in the bourbon daze. Burning stage for the shooter in his murder phase. Earning wage with the breadwinners. Gripping the clip and no hair trimmers. I beat the table 'til I'm fed dinner and Flow stellar. I treat your dog like Old Yeller. With our hoes better, they go together like the Police and dead niggas. They say the strand is grand, but I see Red in you. When you been around the real, You know what's better. And I don't see 'em getting bread with you Or getting fed with you. Yeah, we eating over here. The demons got 'em evil over years. They scheme on the allegiance, agreement with my Peers. That ass nigga, uh, is streaming with your Tears. And yeah, I've been screaming it for years. The upper echelon's what we rest upon. So get it straight to set the record on. Through this music, I'm never gone. I'm uniform with a weapon on
Black Milk & Fat Ray feat. Guilty Simpson — CANE
«CANE» — Black Milk & Fat Ray feat. Guilty Simpson. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:29. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
