lirik lagu roc marciano - gunsense (glen cove mix)
[intro]
[verse 1]
since a snot nose
we chopped os
popped roscoes
left one lock like shakka amose
diamond collar bone
swerve pot holes
cop clothes like n~ggas murdered in chicago
miami beach
polyamory
free financially
you should see the body on my spanish b~tch
motherf~cker this is art
you can’t just pick this apart
this not a hobby, this is therapy
n~gga we run this
you a f~cking fungus
i’m just having fun with this
i live in comfort
we don’t pump fake
the pump ain’t fake, i came to dump it
still run with the same n~ggas i came up with
bust guns with rubber grips
b~tch, whatever it is
just get it off your chest like a breast reduction
yeah i’m back on my bag of tricks
i f~ckеd hip hop, i had to dead the bedwеnch
i’ve been better ever since
you still woulda thought you had better sense
n~ggas ain’t got no self respect
you can f~ck with that but that ain’t this though
that wax sh~t disco, i dismiss hoes
bout to cop the rolls with no tints, fish bowl
french toast then go hit up saks fifth for trench coats
sink your boat
your body wash up somewhere in glen cove
i was always told to push the envelope
it had blow in it though
look what the wind blew in, in kenneth coles
quick, pull a l!ck like a pick n’ roll
the give and go, some nights alone, run the iso
i’m not a racist, dipped jesus face in white gold
i know i know
that’s not the messiah’s nose, he had wide nostrils
[chorus]
yeah
will not run from gunfire
dem man say them good die young
know one ting; we keep iron
soak up panty and pillow roc’ up donkey and skin out
we kno gunsense
we kno gunsense, fi know
[verse 2]
while politicians volley for position
i blew the pistons out in the ferrari engine
calamari’s [murray?]
stay in beef, we like arby’s
i had to air you out in pierre hardy’s
go 69 yourself
your rent ain’t worth my wallet and belt
you may want to try summin else
signs of wealth, you rhyme for zilch
i’m buying ysl
it’s obvious your vibe wasn’t felt
i pray father for help
while little mama roll a proper l
chopper crack you open like a lobster tail
these are mobster tales
gazelles, new box of sh~lls
carmels, ’69 chevelles
chanel kicks for females
if she real and wishes me well
i might cop her the benz gl
[chorus]
yeah
will not run from gunfire
dem man say them good die young
know one ting; we keep iron
soak up panty and pillow roc’ up donkey and skin out
we kno gunsense
we kno gunsense, fi know
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