lirik lagu joko tha' rapper - kissland
[intro]
[verse 1: tech$ finesse]
yea’ i got dem flows
comin all wit the white b-tch got the micheal jackson doe’
simmie simmie
that black tech
callin me that hot mess
sweating like the devil in the pool pit t–th still hurting from biting them bullets
no such thing as shame when your pains so vein you love doing things the hard way
so took bait locked yourself in that cage can’t learn from your own mistakes
who’s the victim in this case?
you looking more like a defendant but the funny thing your the only witness
hope ya’ got a good lawyer you can’t win this
you know gods the judge the prosecutor is love your burdens on e’
now you at the pump filling it up
rest in peace pimp c
no mistakes no such thing as luck only fate
consequences don’t give a f-ck that’s bold or dumb you tell me which one
i say either or in room full of wrongs
is this right door in a room full of songs? i
s this the right chord?
praying so hard got my knees sore don’t know how to love sure ain’t doing things right
why’d you give me this life your angels what’s my heart for a mind can be a lethal weapon with no direction
you ain’t the only with problems remember that next time your stressin’
i drink the fruit of lies and compromise your plan to deviate me from my demise
i’m so ashamed cause i know i can’t hide behind my lies but still try but for my truth
there’s no disguise help me cause i’m falling in love with parodies
and these parasites keep me up all night what’s life when i’m living to die like 2pac i see death around the corner but only god can judge me so i’m sorry your honor and sorry i never liked my mama growing up i caused a couple problems
even dr. phil couldn’t solve em’ picked up that steel six shot revolver but what goes comes around
that just karma and i’m sorry dad coma i’m just like my moms fell in love with dolla’ and it just tears me apart all the time i wasted shooting in the dark
[verse 2: tech$ finesse]
yeah’ i never got it
but i went and flaunt
got this money like i’m superman i get on it
but you know they callin’ me that hot mess
i pull up with that tech
9 tech mac 9
shoot you with that glock 5
put you in a headlock
b-tches think i’m going in but i’m really not
kissland that’s crisis
that’s crisis (x2)
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