lirik lagu brad strut - one
[intro: lee sissing]
work it out or walk away
fight the war and make them pay
[verse 1: brad strut]
one
welcome to melbourne; ecstasy capital
city full of zombies, mentals incapable
appetite insatiable, pressures upon me
the hard luck story f~cked up economy
the suck nut shorties everyday
i come across many ways to run a loss while stepping to forty
smoking take the memory to places we don’t meet again
hoping they ignore me when i face em at the bitter end
pacing like imprisonеd men, the walls are caving in
wе play to win and tip the trend ignore what satan said
the more i make amends, the more mistakes i tend
like water take it in, report the hate and vent
my frustration staring from across the street
late bus waiting repairing these hypocrisies
slay crush make em stare into the vacant lots
i’m the boss of my life’s a lost placement
boom
[chorus: brad strut] ~ lee sissing]
here come the two to the three and strut (work it out)
heat on the beats, what i’m bringing, what, what? (or walk away)
suckaz in the way only seem to c~ck block
see me in the street with the beef you knocked off (fight the war)
head leave your neck when it get chop blocked
forget what you said when i step, what what? (and make them pay)
yeah, what, what, what?
this is~
[verse 2: brad strut]
~dead serious, like girls getting they period
worshipping the pyramids, serve victims superior
words that bring hysteria, learn you to divert your energies
i convert you mentally to inferior
versions i’m fresher than virgins confessing to hurting
your obsessions with verses and diversions
merrier the more when i’m settling a score
force ones, take the air from your lungs for a tour
rort none with my styling, tongue spitting violent
fire rings, no denying it, i bring the brightest
flame throwing, my name’s known as the highest
blood shotted rap kid who sports closed eyelids
looking like he’s chinese about to break silence
where the f~ck you buy these, a high priest’s hybrid?
bam
[chorus: brad strut] ~ lee sissing]
here come the four to the five and six (work it out)
trem and brad strut be a violent mix (or walk away)
so put your hands up, get it in time with the kicks
cause nothing stands up to this rhyme and spit(fight the war)
a tireless gift got that type of vision like a cyclops
rip and turn that mic off quick(and make them pay)
shut that sh~t down
turn it off
work it out or walk away (yeah)
fight the war and make them pay
wage your life and break them tame
state your spite, say it today
[outro: lee sissing]
one one one one one one
one one one one one one
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