lirik lagu tae sasin - blood on my vans
[part i]
[hook x2]
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
[verse 1]
sick of n~ggas that ghost
boasting bout heat from the throat
moving deceivingly slow
slipping on fakes, i awoke
had to switch lanes & my tone
show these lames what i own
ain’t no fame to disown
flowing like swerving these cones
n~ggas ain’t hitting my phone
left me in the dust to myself
dreaming of the blade, object is a threat to my health
watch that distance stretch, speaking on my skin i can tell
you n~ggas don’t wanna help
between the valley i fell
and i ain’t f~ck with these crackers
they tryna fetishize my skin tone
use my culture as joke
who cast the first stone?
back in oakenpole was alone
no one threw me a bone
i lived up in, within my own dome & i ain’t really condone violence
but young tae was really pr~ne to them bouts
put my first through the window
give a f~ck bout amounts
watch my blood fall down onto my shoe unannounced
had to wash out the stains in my mouth
treat me like a beast but complain when i pounce
[hook]
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
[part ii]
[hook]
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
[verse 2]
uh
i look inside myself & realize i am mirrorless
feeling like a husk, but emulating these appearences
i never follow fads, u bout reflective as a mirror is
that’s why we similar, questioned sh~t since i was a kid
i don’t trust a lot, the dichotomy is i’m lonely though
some n~ggas they be living by the blow
dispersed upon a key, i couldn’t stomach no lump inside of my throat
reside in harry potters cloak
i be out of the view, of a proper bloke
this ain’t no london or la
just online vibes i spoke
i just crawl round the a, waiting for sparks to show
evoke triggers every time someone tell me to cope
self esteem be leaning low
sometimes i wanna spit cryptic
esteem got bumped like tripple
now we split like a triptych
used to move unlisted
now i’m outside the clique sh~t
my pen just stay equipped with every thought i enlisted
i ain’t even trip
[hook x2]
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
i want the price
i want the price
i want the mic
bruh
i wanna spit
i want a clique
i wanna bomb that sh~t
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