lirik lagu not in need for the stress – crunch tymerz
(minus boo)
-k!llin the stress it’s always a constant battle, i had dreams of nice neighborhoods but wake up in the ghetto
-this is my life i was born a b-st-rd, why’s life so f-ckin hard i can’t give you that answer
-i guess some things are best left untold, i done seen a lot of sh-t n-gga i’m getting old
-trying to fight my wicked temptations but yo it’s k!lling me, turn this f-cking song off now if you ain’t feeling me
-didn’t n0body think you would do it but yo you did it that’s the beauty of it, but i’m humble so when it’s in yo face i won’t rub it
-blunt after blunt i’m getting f-cked up ya’ll, so m-th-f-cking high i pray to god i don’t fall
-it’s a cold world so make sure you bundled up, i got love for the crack heads an love for the drunks
-i’m just a product of my environment, 65 years to long to wait for retirement
(stanley ipkins)
-can’t escape the file trenches when jakes in yo business, two exits be a memory or penitentiary
-the voices from brimstone got us in a grapple, k!lling our own blood then wilding in them shackles
-remenice on things that no more even matter, you the driver 1st cl-ss to death on the arrival
-done skipped p-ssed storms non sense with guns. now adjusted to make life better from these songs
-feel our visual the roads we walk a lead you out your mental, take a blunt haze consume the smoke in a days
-lost my cousin lost em right after 98, lost my helmet everysince i ain’t been the same
-only the strong survive over rise that hidden pain, some commit suicide so incredibly lame
-justify the cause to live cause stress hit ya brain, end up wiping yo mans out and he hip you to the game
(minus boo)
-living so grimey and rugged imma say f-ck it, they rather see me in jail than with the general public
-but it’s ok ya’ll go need me one day but i’m go be far away, where you go be somewhere blunted counting them hundreds
-now if it’s f-ck me you know it’s f-ck you you better know it, i’m not a rapper make sure you call me a poet
-now we don’t make songs n-gga we make f-cking cl-ssics, like denver in superbowl 48 you get yo -ss kicked
(stanley ipkins)
-he thought he found the gem taking life sweet we know the story, he was splurging m’s same b-tch he smashed got em k!ll
-it’s the rule evil traveling the vains like blood, some of the hardest thugs budge basing they life off drugs
-its mortal kombat brutality to end a grudge, you either think proper or bow down from that slug
-be smarter over thinking will depress you, most believe in god will he bless you f-ck some tissue
lirik lagu lainnya :
- kumpulan lirik lagu sonreal › lirik lagu problems – sonreal
- kumpulan lirik lagu tyler devlin › lirik lagu i been (on) – tyler devlin
- kumpulan lirik lagu faustaus › lirik lagu thursdays ballad – faustaus
- kumpulan lirik lagu fede rashan › lirik lagu scusate – fede rashan
- kumpulan lirik lagu metallic suicide › lirik lagu mosh pit – metallic suicide
- kumpulan lirik lagu kassim › lirik lagu peter sparker – kassim
- kumpulan lirik lagu fuckrayo › lirik lagu when the xans fade out – fuckrayo
- kumpulan lirik lagu young english › lirik lagu miracle – young english
- kumpulan lirik lagu white boy illest › lirik lagu john cena – white boy illest
- kumpulan lirik lagu otis from rigor monkeez › lirik lagu giochi di parole – otis from rigor monkeez