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lirik lagu hiatus – roma (usa)

[verse 1: zackdaci]
acid suspending my muscles
i get one more absence suspended for nothing
bet that i walk up and get my diploma
i jet off that stage and i’ll never stop running
i bl–dy my fist for an eighth and an ounce
lady liberty busy, my d-ck in her mouth
need me a bag, overdrawing accounts
f-ck everybody, it’s any amount
roma the band and roma gon’ blow
i’m finna bam
they all gonna scram
i am son of sam, my pockets still broke
man taking money, my pockets ain’t grow
harden drop 50, the rockets still choke
and i carry the squad so i know how he feels
those days are over cuz’ roma gon k!ll
we murdering villains like 6 team of seals
let’s go
catch this pole
me and my bros
are we gon lose? no
woah, they do not know
how it gon’ go
lighting the woods on the stove
mixing these liquors i’m faded for hours
mixing up b-tches forgetting they names
gossip like b-tches these dudes is just cowards
play this for crowd and they all go insane

[verse 2: daniel david]
i’on let my uzi talk, i let my words do the damage
my mental’s been alone too long, i’m devolving back into a savage
the c-c-c-c-c-commas is the only thing that i can f-cking manage
these n-gg-s think i’m speaking tongues, when really this my natural talent
it’s funny how a heater make a n-gg- freeze up
call me frieza
’cause i’m cooler than your favorite independent
and we gon’ make you talk it up don’t you forget it
hit me with the bullsh-t, i’ma have to call the chopper
b-tch i’m on a k!llstreak, i don’t plan on f-ckin stopping
my solo sh-t be boomin’, i don’t think that i’ma drop it
i’m on a different power level b-tch and i ain’t o-o-o-o-off it

[verse 3: tristtan]
i was talking regulations
i’m talking these n-gg-s who really be fakin’
they be on my -ss, i swear that they chasin’
and everybody wanna be a freemason
they thrown’ the signs, like it was jay-z and ‘yonce
who really give a f-ck man anyway?
i ain’t worried ’bout nothing but the money
i ain’t worried ’bout nothing but the money
got into a private school for college
now a n-gg- really feels he’s balling
i don’t know my momma just been ballin
didn’t get into that other college where all the black kids go
that’s hbcu, what hoe?
you ain’t worried ’bout nothing but yourself so you never learned about any kind of cultural
i been on my vibe
on my mind, i don’t wanna die
i’m not gonna lie, i got copies of these hoes like kinkos
and every time i’m downtown, it’s like ten toes
but my breath too fresh like mentos
yeah, diamonds in my teeth, good dental
but i’m f-cked in the head bad mental
yeah i’m f-cked in the head bad mental
cash on the phone, where it at though?
got the tax return and then i let that sh-t go like
blew it on a couple pairs of jordans
and these n-gg-s ain’t even worried about it
yeah and these n-gg-s ain’t really even worried about it
that’s just roma n-gg-, never doubt it
out it

- roma usa

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