lirik lagu ramada - bleak heaven
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
doing what they can’t
my brother my partner my colors my passion for grinding
i keep on pushing it harder cos
in the savannah we ain’t got no summers
but i save it, so better yo manners
my name on yo planner, parading piranhas
possessing and pamper, present a beat i’m leaving it scattered
“dat boy cold like july’ he ain’t lie i’m all smoke like ke 6 days ‘fore july
tryna push me down they gotta forgе a lie
he wasn’t tryna ball n he a fakеr best believe he caught a 5!
i told em up yo state of mind your mental make it fortified
you hear my voice your day getting better, crowds turning spry
smoking green n dressing fly 6 odd miles in the sky
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
i’m walking round like 50, say i got an s on my chest
it’s grind hard or die trying i’m never getting a rest
tryna cop a private jet the cops they ain’t letting us rest
you claim that you gang but just like veeze i be ganger
feeding streets putting out bangers put my name on banners
till i’m crowd surfing off of stages up in london
they gon call me badman, a badass, i kick n box em up grown~up joey n i ain’t even bled em
play with me n you played with my brethren
if we come in tens don’t u get offended
i tell em say your last prayers even summon your reverend
serve it cold or pay me up revenge is for certain
rep the 20 breaking ceilings peeping through the curtain
bar a round, n it’s hitting for certain
way i’m raw the game got my thighs in pain
run it back n break it down my saliva be papain
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
jumping off the porch you’ll surely meet the murder
rather die to the grind sitting under a ramada
my mama call me bambaataa
doing what they can’t everyday i’m pushing it further
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