Текст песни
Sometimes you just got to sit back and re-evaluate The situation. The contemplation's resonating. Homie, gotta stay faded. All I really want in this life is a Gold star upon that pavement. I just want to blow up like an abortion Clinic, like a female's reign when these forces are In it. Blow up like the wind in the Desert limitlessly. Blow up, yes, so up inside of me. I want to be on television like, "Listen, We all just prisoners to the system." Big Brother watching, so you better open your eyes And the fate is in your palms, your contribution, You decide it. I want a house in the Hills and a house on the beach. Another one in São Paulo and one in Sicily. Haters try, thanks for the effort. I'm about to leave the continent, I'll call you Back never. I'm flying high. Rolling trees, hitting herb. Puff, puff, let it burn, let it burn. I'm flying high. When I'm out of my cage and I'm up On the stage, on the stage, on the stage. I'm flying high. Taking flights overseas, gripping mics, I'm a G. I'm a high G. I'm flying high. Used to be a villain, villain, now I stay Chilling, chilling. Who wanna battle? Who wanna try me? I stay shiny, immaculate rhyming. Just another lost soul from the '90s. Opening up my diary so you can see inside Of me. I be so turnt 'cause we celebrating Victory and the crown fits superb. Question my existence on the daily. Ain't got no Mercedes, but we still getting wavy. I'm still awake, haven't slept, haven't ate 'cause I'm 'bout to catch a plane headed to another State. This is the legacy, the reverie, The great, AKA the painter with the paint that Never dissipates. Fuck it. I said, "Fuck it, I'm going crazy." I only got one question: Are you coming with Me, baby? 'Cause I'm 'bout to take off. Flying, no hands. They ask me if I love my life. Oh, yeah. I'm flying high. Rolling trees, hitting herb. Puff, puff, let it burn, let it burn. I'm flying high. When I'm out of my cage and I'm up On the stage, on the stage, on the stage. I'm flying high. Taking flights overseas, gripping mics, I'm a G. I'm a high G. I'm flying high. Used to be a villain, villain, now I stay Chilling, I'm flying high. Rolling trees, hitting herb. Puff, puff, let it burn, let it burn. I'm flying high. When I'm out of my cage and I'm up On the stage, on the stage, on the stage. I'm flying high. Taking flights overseas, gripping mics, I'm a G. I'm a high G. I'm flying high. Used to be a villain, villain, now I stay Chilling, chilling.
Roots and Reverie — The Flyest Villains
«The Flyest Villains» — Roots and Reverie. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:25. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
