Skam - Money - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Intro: Your Love gives me such a trill But your love don't pay my bills I need money (That's what I want!) That's what I want (That's What I want!) That's what I want (that's What I want!) That's what I want (That's what I want!) Chorus: This is death in it's purest form Disturbing, Cancers So deep, Deeper then hell When I yell Brrraat The devils screams help When I yell brrraat The devils screams help Prelude: Now bounce, Bounce, bounce, Bounce! Verse 1: It started all a year ago, didn't have shit Lost my job, fuck my boss, I quit! Everything started going downhill End up in a place I used to call home But not even the devil himself would call it home I wanted death on my own Stranded with slaughter gear and a messed up microphone But the tables have turned, and the vinyls broke Bought a new microphone, recorded songs, huh What a joke, did a first show, my breath gone Choked! How am I ever gonna show my skills This is the day Skam kills Cus I'm on the edge I need money and I need it quick No dollar signs in my eyes like a politic- I deserve that shit Cus my rhymes so sick Can't touch this cus my flesh too thick What would I do for money, brrraaat, stick em (ha-ha-ha) Stick em' Bridge: Money is the root of all evil! (What would u do) What would u do for the money (tell em what u wanna do!) I know, I know, I know, I know Ohooohoooo (I would kill y'all!) Man, what would you do, Do for the money (What would U Do?) Verse 2: I remember back when I first started rapping I started doing everything myself Cover arts, beats, every fucking thing myself Friends we're gonna help me out, see how that shit turned out It started off with small requests for free CD's, man That shit ain't nothing to me, but a rapper gotta eat This is the only way, I'll ever make it trough the day I ain't got no diploma to fall back on 'Nice Friends You have', See The point is I was gonna pay! There was no problem, my CD wasn't even out and you started asking for your money I'mma pay for the beats you made! Pay for everything you mothafuckers did! (Thank you!) Yeah! Thanks my ass! It's your fault I live in this dump! Barely make it each month, Tell me (what would u do for the money! Ayyee! Tell me what would u do! What would u do, do for the money, Tell em what u would do!) See how this friends change! Saying they'll do everything without wanting some change Got no money in my pocket, but I have debts to pay Now they see this broke ass rapper, and friends with goldens chains! I snatch em off they fucking neck, cus this is (cus this is) Chorus: This is death in it's purest form Disturbing, Cancers So deep, Deeper then hell When I yell Brrraat The devils screams help When I yell brrraat The devils screams help
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