Song | Serpent Boy |
Artist | (hed) p.e. |
Album | (Hed)Pe |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Geer, Shaine | |
Count the days | |
Don't hold your breath | |
Chikitee chek 2012 | |
The perpetrator never knew | |
Never properly represent the struggle | |
The boy in the bubble is you not barbarino | |
My flows unclog your souls like draino | |
My logic-tight like plato | |
Whoop ass like kato | |
With more troops than nato | |
Wrekkin your house | |
Like a tornado in the barbados | |
Drop down give props to the third rock | |
First come first serve shake the spot | |
See you not so big like you thought you was | |
Not my blood not my cuz | |
Not mi familia | |
I play like amnesia when i sees ya | |
Who needs ya | |
Ridin my dick like a skeezah | |
Take a look around | |
You forgot what you came here for | |
What's your theory | |
Why ya try to play that game | |
You can forget my name | |
Take a look around | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect yourself | |
You a zero | |
You don't respect yourself | |
Still running that weak ass game | |
You can forget my name | |
Time to bury the bloody hatchet in your | |
Mother****ing back | |
I laugh when i hear yo rib cage crack | |
Breakin you down | |
Fukkin you up like sprack | |
You always mixin up yo fiction with yo facts | |
Now i'm-a-let you know | |
What the soul for real is | |
Come correct,let me know what the deal is | |
Bro, pack your bowl, with my flow | |
Shit just ain't workin out | |
No, i'm-a-have to let you go | |
Ain't no love no mo | |
Take a look around... | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect resurrect | |
Run a check from the neck up | |
You ****ed up | |
Still runnin that wekass game | |
Try to forget my name | |
What's yo theory? | |
Ain't no love... |
zuo ci : Geer, Shaine | |
Count the days | |
Don' t hold your breath | |
Chikitee chek 2012 | |
The perpetrator never knew | |
Never properly represent the struggle | |
The boy in the bubble is you not barbarino | |
My flows unclog your souls like draino | |
My logictight like plato | |
Whoop ass like kato | |
With more troops than nato | |
Wrekkin your house | |
Like a tornado in the barbados | |
Drop down give props to the third rock | |
First come first serve shake the spot | |
See you not so big like you thought you was | |
Not my blood not my cuz | |
Not mi familia | |
I play like amnesia when i sees ya | |
Who needs ya | |
Ridin my dick like a skeezah | |
Take a look around | |
You forgot what you came here for | |
What' s your theory | |
Why ya try to play that game | |
You can forget my name | |
Take a look around | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect yourself | |
You a zero | |
You don' t respect yourself | |
Still running that weak ass game | |
You can forget my name | |
Time to bury the bloody hatchet in your | |
Mother ing back | |
I laugh when i hear yo rib cage crack | |
Breakin you down | |
Fukkin you up like sprack | |
You always mixin up yo fiction with yo facts | |
Now i' malet you know | |
What the soul for real is | |
Come correct, let me know what the deal is | |
Bro, pack your bowl, with my flow | |
Shit just ain' t workin out | |
No, i' mahave to let you go | |
Ain' t no love no mo | |
Take a look around... | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect resurrect | |
Run a check from the neck up | |
You ed up | |
Still runnin that wekass game | |
Try to forget my name | |
What' s yo theory? | |
Ain' t no love... |
zuò cí : Geer, Shaine | |
Count the days | |
Don' t hold your breath | |
Chikitee chek 2012 | |
The perpetrator never knew | |
Never properly represent the struggle | |
The boy in the bubble is you not barbarino | |
My flows unclog your souls like draino | |
My logictight like plato | |
Whoop ass like kato | |
With more troops than nato | |
Wrekkin your house | |
Like a tornado in the barbados | |
Drop down give props to the third rock | |
First come first serve shake the spot | |
See you not so big like you thought you was | |
Not my blood not my cuz | |
Not mi familia | |
I play like amnesia when i sees ya | |
Who needs ya | |
Ridin my dick like a skeezah | |
Take a look around | |
You forgot what you came here for | |
What' s your theory | |
Why ya try to play that game | |
You can forget my name | |
Take a look around | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect yourself | |
You a zero | |
You don' t respect yourself | |
Still running that weak ass game | |
You can forget my name | |
Time to bury the bloody hatchet in your | |
Mother ing back | |
I laugh when i hear yo rib cage crack | |
Breakin you down | |
Fukkin you up like sprack | |
You always mixin up yo fiction with yo facts | |
Now i' malet you know | |
What the soul for real is | |
Come correct, let me know what the deal is | |
Bro, pack your bowl, with my flow | |
Shit just ain' t workin out | |
No, i' mahave to let you go | |
Ain' t no love no mo | |
Take a look around... | |
Take a deep breath | |
Recollect resurrect | |
Run a check from the neck up | |
You ed up | |
Still runnin that wekass game | |
Try to forget my name | |
What' s yo theory? | |
Ain' t no love... |