Текст песни
Please leave your message after the beep. Move, back, go. Man-man dem are talking, but they ain't walking. Like they want smoke, but they really get bun. I ain't on smoke, but this tune is a Joke. Biggie, get out my face. Hey, pop out your gun. Man dem are talking, But they ain't walking. They don't want smoke, they Don't really want none. They, they, they don't smoke. They, don't want smoke. They want none. Man dem are talking, but they ain't walking. Like they want smoke, but they really get bun. I ain't on smoke, but this tune is a Joke. Biggie, out my face. Hey, out your gun. Man dem are talking, but They ain't walking. They don't want smoke, they Don't really want none. They, they, they don't want Smoke. They, they don't want smoke. It don't matter how many times that I try To be straight. The same little pricks try and Lie in my face. 'Cause they're pissed off knowing Their life isn't great. I'm an artist regardless, The hardest I say. It's-it's hard when they feel Like your art's in the way. Still they display Emotions and blatantly playing. Your weakness, they're trying to more deepen my Pain. I don't need that, leave, like they're feeling A way. So just leave me alone. I'm always at the end of the phone. I'm only one phone call away. 'Nough, 'nough man are acting, probably get smacked In juveniles living outrage. I'm different, the difference is that I'm just Great. When I got my pad, I put my Pen up on the page. Trying to stay relevant, It's kinda hard nowadays. Either way, I go hard, Never soft ball player. Man dem are talking, but they ain't walking. Like they want smoke, but they really get bun. I ain't on smoke, but this tune a joke. Biggie, get out my face. Hey, pop out your Gun. Man dem are talking, but they ain't walking. They don't want smoke, they don't really want none. They, they, they don't want smoke. They, don't want smoke. They don't want none. Man dem are talking, but They ain't walking. Like they want smoke, but they Really get bun. I ain't on smoke, but this Tune is a joke. Biggie, out my face. Pop out your gun. Man dem are talking, but They ain't walking. They don't want smoke, they Don't really want none. They, they, they don't Smoke. They, don't Want Smoke. The number you have dialed is not available at Present. Please leave your message after the beep.
Ashley Cox, Bassline Junkie — On Smoke
«On Smoke» — Ashley Cox, Bassline Junkie. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 1:52. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
