Текст песни
Mr. Does, you're foolish, yo, swear. Shit's gonna get mental, mental, mental. F-f-f-f-f-f-fuck these other little rappers, Man, I'ma kill 'em one by one, I'm the Don out here. I'm from 'round here, I've checked And there ain't one sound here. You get that clear? The only time I see Rappers nowadays when I wipe my rear. So there's no need to check if I'm weird, And ladies, if it's just sex, then I'm there. I'm vexed out here, so that makes me a Threat, my son. And I'ma stay vexed, my dear, 'til the checks And the jets time come. I'm lacking like a New yard and car from bars, and me, I Don't care who's are, whose are. Shit's gonna get mental, mental, like real, Real mental, They keep saying I've changed, I be like, "I grew," got my flow to A T, I be like Tai Fu. You can dislike me, but do this like me, Shit's unlikely, I been turning full. Shit's gonna get mental, mental, like real, Real mental, I've been grinding away, Tryna pay the rentals, still kicking at the ends Though with friends though. Shit's gonna get mental, Real crazy, none of that gas talk will phase Me. I've been fully gassed up 'til I'm cashed Up, leave the whole place smashed up, smashed up. I've been going mad different with shit lately, two Calls to school, now these kids hate me. I'll be on some next shit with your ex Chick, driving down the M6, bussing that hectic. C-c-c-call fat Mike how attitude stinks, wanna stay Low-key, I might grab a few tins. I'm a total dick when I've had a few Drinks, blatant prick, one bag of new links. Bag of new flows to go with a bag Of new clothes, fully blow, yeah, me shit but Who knows? Call him Nov, on this, fully involved, Going hard like his confidence gone 'til I'm covered In gold. I'ma hustle these raps, no leaves claps 'cause I tussle with cats. Goon Squad M3, I'm A fan of my fam, never get a feature, You're not in my gang. You see me go, Go, what is it really don't know? Popo need to let me bro home, yeah, they Call him Nov. You're gonna see him all out 'til you don't wanna see him no more. They keep saying I've changed, I be like, "I Grew," got my flow to a T, I be Like Tai Fu. You can dislike me, but do This like me, shit's unlikely, I been turning full. Shit's gonna get mental, mental, like real, Real mental, I've been grinding away, Tryna pay the rentals, still kicking at the ends Though with friends though. Shit's gonna get mental, Real crazy, none of that gas talk will phase Me. I've been fully gassed 'til I'm cashed up, Leave the whole place smashed up, smashed up. I've been going mad different with shit lately, two Calls to school, now these kids hate me. I'll be on some next shit with your ex Chick, driving down the M6, bussing that hectic. They say my accent's weird, nah, my accent's feared, The bars got the yats in tears. Vans, chinos, snapbacks, beard, bars I ain't dropped In years. Captain Marvel, fuck spitting, I gargle, my man on the roadside dishing out Parcels. The way I style a rhythm like cargo, You copping if you're in my cargo. Look at these broke MCs, look like they're shopping In car boots. Yeah, might not win, but I Can't lose, get your head tomspin if you go And boo. I mean, look at these foolish guys, How you gonna tell me that I can't move? When I'm shitting on your LP with one tune, Plus you didn't help me, so why would I Help you? They saying I've changed, I be like, "I grew," got my flow to a T, I Be like Tai Fu. You dislike me, but do This like me, shit's unlikely, I been turning full. Shit's gonna get mental, mental, like real, Real mental, I've been grinding away, Tryna pay the rentals, still kicking it at the Ends though with friends though. Shit's gonna get Mental, real crazy, none of that gas talk will Phase me. I've been fully gassed up 'til I'm Cashed up, leave the whole place smashed up, smashed Up. I've been going mad different with shit lately, Two calls to school, now these kids hate me. I'll be on some next shit with your ex Chick, driving down the M6, bussing that hectic.
Shinobi — Mental Original Mix
«Mental Original Mix» — Shinobi. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:36. Жанр — Рок.
