Humble Tip - Epiphany - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

01.03.2013

31

Rap,Christian

Tekst piosenki
I'm at the beach, with a ball point pen in my hand/ I'll draw a line in the sand, I'm fed up with the demands/ No I won't lie to my fans, nor will I follow the plan/ I ain't a cop, I feel like squat, I'm kicking your door open/ I put a bug in the game, tapped they wires, found they secret/ You don't got to be a genius, to see it, they told me do not leak it/ Don't speak it, cold blooded they anemic/ They tryna make death smell good, Nicodemus/ Im far from paraplegic, Im so bout my walk/ You'd think its after school detention, way Im cover in chalk/ Because this flesh is dead, off with its head, just let that thing rot/ Its time to draw, the safety is off, um fin to let off some shots/ My brother told me that music supposed to provoke emotion/ So Im open, to the notion, my music's causing commotion/ Heaven or hell, is it Thor or lokey I'm invoking/ Im in the middle, earth, fighting, but you sleeping like you Oden/ Debtless, no man I am owing, His right hand man, they disrobed Him/ Ayne talking lobster when I say they cracked His back it was open/ And so Im ready to go in, the Coach is calling me dog/ My other albums, that was just me ripping my warm ups off/ Im happy you respect my craft, but we do not worship the same God/ That ain't dandruff, that's detergent, yeah they wanna brain wash/ Your thinking, sink their teeth in, they cut the breaks they not screeching/ Leave you sinking, car lights blinking, they sent you over the deep end/ Then they sabotage the scene with the open beers they were leaving/ In the driver's seat and, they made it look just like you were drinking/ That's the game that you trust, traded your brain, for some rust/ You a lame and you must, take His name and stand up/ Cuz His frame, it was crushed, forget the fame, I've had enough/ Im Lu Kane to the game, and I'm just kicking up dust/ This what happens when desperation to reroute our destination/ Is mixed with no hesitation, and fixed the heavens invasion/ Your debt He ain't paying, cuz you ain't ask for His saving/ Oh you don't wanna pay for your sins, we call that tax evasion/ And He coming to collect, He way worse than IRS/ Cuz if you cannot pay your debt, then he coming for you neck/ Or better yet, your eternity, I hope He don't expand yo tan/ Somebody bring an ambulance, this youngin doesn't stand a chance/ You in a war with no sword, surrounded without no ammo man/ He'll inspect what's in you left chest like a mammogram/ They say I sound to Christian with my flow/ A lot of youngins on the dock, but they just fishing for some do/ And I'm tired of being tired of everything that I just spoke/ This is my epiphany, follow me, if you want some more
Tłumaczenie
Brak

Najnowsze teksty piosenek

Sprawdź teksty piosenek i albumy dodane w ciągu ostatnich 7 dni