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lirik lagu raven’s blood – smoke a sack

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[verse 1]

717, we creeping right up to your house
we got enough ‘nition to take it right down
he acting real, don’t f~ck with him now
i been off the drugs so to me you a clown

hittin’ up this b~tch but she wanna suck d~ck
f~ck the human race rather slap that b~tch
only hit my line if you wanna talk quick

sick of this kid, sick of his “swag” and his self proclaimed “drip”
ha, you got it from me so i switch it up quick
you so full of drugs f~cking twitching and sh~t

i just be smoking now my ass laid back
i just be faded why i can’t record tracks
why the f~ck you think i never made a hunnid racks
can’t put in work when i’m smoking on a sack

[verse 2]

they wanted that crazy sh~t
that sh~t that make me really wanna quit
i do what i want and i love it, b~tch
you do what you can but you faking this
stop trying to act cause we live this sh~t
stop trying to act cause you lame as sh~t
stop trying to act its embarrassing
stop trying to act its offensive b~tch!
cause we really do it and we really grind
mental problems so i’m carrying nines
don’t trust a soul cause they leading you blind
they say true love not easy to find
harder to look when your souls been denied
i just pressed b~tton get ready to die!
die! die! die!

get ready for death
got a machete that cut through your neck
stop all the flexing cause then you’ll be next
stop taking the drugs and count up some checks

[verse 3]

just some advice
study yo’ craft and make it unique
stick to this sh~t and you’ll get off the street
i’m praying for everyone make it at least
i am the richest but i got the least
my mind is a weapon and yours is your piece
pieces of mine blown out on the sheets
f~ck! f~ck! f~ck! (f~ck!)

sick of the lying
sick of this rapping, sick of the track
sick of this life
stopped doing drugs, now i feel alive
you copying me only difference you’ll die
the drugs i was taking i shouldn’t survived
i couldn’t stop my conceited mind
from thinking of all the crying the crying the crying and dying

sick of the lying and blowing up
my homies done really dealt with the drugs
i don’t understand, who wanna be like us?
expression, depression my minds turned dust

i think i feel better but i don’t give a f~ck
my family still looks on the things i have done
there ain’t no apologies you raised me your son
the devil himself and he don’t need a gun
i ain’t scared of dying cause the void will be fun
f~ck everyone and i love you i’m done


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