Cameron Uzoka - Everything - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

24.06.2014

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[Verse 1: Everything] Let's meeet on the sun Burn holes in your hood son of a gun If a tree is formed from a grain Then I should get bread when I scramble my brain get it So sick that I never need a medic There's no doctorate degree that can teach you for free On how you and me can try and kill me With a virus that was only meant to kill me Brudda where you at I'm Navigating maps I'm surfing with your unborn child, produce another me from your foetus And that's a metaphor for your inabilitty to keep up, what up So wave to my wave Be a slave to a slave Hold tight. tell her its a good night Till you cheat and you leave then you blame the good wife I want to kill rap I want to kill rap I want to murder every rapper with a will thats Signed by the blood of rebel angels stained by halos l Let me call heavens payphone Want a miss stress cause you misstres From your old woman Want that old linen But she's moveed on It don't make sense like half a coupon Guess what, you like those head shots Third base let him shoot near the bus stop With a young girl with a horned tat on her thigh He says red bull gives you wings right Sex with the whole girl 12 years old now she's a whole girl She's Like me ducking dlr assiatants, wavering resistance,oysters with blisters He shot snow white, but he did it so his children know life But you got to know christ On the first day I sparred with a female fish On the second I recorded the detailed wish On the third I threw a rhyme on she's male clit On the fourth I dashed flames on retails fist Rose with a uppercut Taught that I got to love all of my enemies Devil is now one of us what What that's crazy Like a terrorist giving his life to christ Who just finalised a blueprint to steal level 9 Pokemon from melted ice And everytime I rhyme I leaves cracks in revelation Go home meditate withh the lesser greatest almost famous Renovate this, your ideal has many faces Oh I'mttired of my crib I'm tired of waking up and there's no iron I'm my fridge I'm tired of seeing music videos When middle east boys smilee with strallys near their hip Mummy introduced me to the scriptures Channel 4 news showed me what produced Hitler
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