Song | Intro |
Artist | Clipping. |
Album | Wriggle (Expanded) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作词 : Daveed Diggs |
[00:00.048] | 作曲 : William Hutson/Jonathan Snipes |
[00:00.97] | The bulb in the streetlight flickering a little bit |
[00:02.23] | I hope the b**ch don't burn out |
[00:03.40] | It's the last beating heart in the city in the darkness |
[00:05.15] | It's something you don't want to know about |
[00:06.43] | When it hits there is no turning back |
[00:07.72] | And so, better act like you have no doubt, don't speak |
[00:09.50] | Just run motherf**ker cause the gun's in the gutter |
[00:10.96] | Gonna bust till it ain't no grout |
[00:12.36] | And it's heavy when the walls come down |
[00:13.47] | F**k a levee, living underground |
[00:15.02] | Look around, it ain't no lost and found |
[00:16.67] | You find yourself lost you're drowning |
[00:18.11] | And if you can't swim then you're back in |
[00:19.56] | With the rats in the cracks in the foundation |
[00:20.90] | And the fact that you're down doesn't matter |
[00:22.41] | Make a sound overshadows everything that you knew you're bound |
[00:24.08] | To find a way, got to find a way out in a hideaway |
[00:25.64] | You bout it bout it or bouncin' the night away |
[00:27.06] | Ounces and grams are the make of a man |
[00:28.62] | And they sayin' the maker is making the plans |
[00:30.08] | So you better get in where you fit in |
[00:31.31] | You finna do what, motherf**ker? |
[00:32.49] | You not |
[00:33.12] | You ridin' the bucket with all of them |
[00:34.30] | Tryin' to crab your way up to the top |
[00:35.59] | Where the loneliness kills 'bout as much as the pills |
[00:37.31] | Everybody is waitin' to pop |
[00:39.07] | And everyone feels up on all they thrills and still be a fiend for a drop |
[00:41.48] | And if you been here before you know that really this all that it is |
[00:44.32] | And next to the lunch in the backpack |
[00:45.93] | You pack a brand new strap for the kids |
[00:47.28] | It's clipping., bi- |
[00:00.000] | zuo ci : Daveed Diggs |
[00:00.048] | zuo qu : William Hutson Jonathan Snipes |
[00:00.97] | The bulb in the streetlight flickering a little bit |
[00:02.23] | I hope the b ch don' t burn out |
[00:03.40] | It' s the last beating heart in the city in the darkness |
[00:05.15] | It' s something you don' t want to know about |
[00:06.43] | When it hits there is no turning back |
[00:07.72] | And so, better act like you have no doubt, don' t speak |
[00:09.50] | Just run motherf ker cause the gun' s in the gutter |
[00:10.96] | Gonna bust till it ain' t no grout |
[00:12.36] | And it' s heavy when the walls come down |
[00:13.47] | F k a levee, living underground |
[00:15.02] | Look around, it ain' t no lost and found |
[00:16.67] | You find yourself lost you' re drowning |
[00:18.11] | And if you can' t swim then you' re back in |
[00:19.56] | With the rats in the cracks in the foundation |
[00:20.90] | And the fact that you' re down doesn' t matter |
[00:22.41] | Make a sound overshadows everything that you knew you' re bound |
[00:24.08] | To find a way, got to find a way out in a hideaway |
[00:25.64] | You bout it bout it or bouncin' the night away |
[00:27.06] | Ounces and grams are the make of a man |
[00:28.62] | And they sayin' the maker is making the plans |
[00:30.08] | So you better get in where you fit in |
[00:31.31] | You finna do what, motherf ker? |
[00:32.49] | You not |
[00:33.12] | You ridin' the bucket with all of them |
[00:34.30] | Tryin' to crab your way up to the top |
[00:35.59] | Where the loneliness kills ' bout as much as the pills |
[00:37.31] | Everybody is waitin' to pop |
[00:39.07] | And everyone feels up on all they thrills and still be a fiend for a drop |
[00:41.48] | And if you been here before you know that really this all that it is |
[00:44.32] | And next to the lunch in the backpack |
[00:45.93] | You pack a brand new strap for the kids |
[00:47.28] | It' s clipping., bi |
[00:00.000] | zuò cí : Daveed Diggs |
[00:00.048] | zuò qǔ : William Hutson Jonathan Snipes |
[00:00.97] | The bulb in the streetlight flickering a little bit |
[00:02.23] | I hope the b ch don' t burn out |
[00:03.40] | It' s the last beating heart in the city in the darkness |
[00:05.15] | It' s something you don' t want to know about |
[00:06.43] | When it hits there is no turning back |
[00:07.72] | And so, better act like you have no doubt, don' t speak |
[00:09.50] | Just run motherf ker cause the gun' s in the gutter |
[00:10.96] | Gonna bust till it ain' t no grout |
[00:12.36] | And it' s heavy when the walls come down |
[00:13.47] | F k a levee, living underground |
[00:15.02] | Look around, it ain' t no lost and found |
[00:16.67] | You find yourself lost you' re drowning |
[00:18.11] | And if you can' t swim then you' re back in |
[00:19.56] | With the rats in the cracks in the foundation |
[00:20.90] | And the fact that you' re down doesn' t matter |
[00:22.41] | Make a sound overshadows everything that you knew you' re bound |
[00:24.08] | To find a way, got to find a way out in a hideaway |
[00:25.64] | You bout it bout it or bouncin' the night away |
[00:27.06] | Ounces and grams are the make of a man |
[00:28.62] | And they sayin' the maker is making the plans |
[00:30.08] | So you better get in where you fit in |
[00:31.31] | You finna do what, motherf ker? |
[00:32.49] | You not |
[00:33.12] | You ridin' the bucket with all of them |
[00:34.30] | Tryin' to crab your way up to the top |
[00:35.59] | Where the loneliness kills ' bout as much as the pills |
[00:37.31] | Everybody is waitin' to pop |
[00:39.07] | And everyone feels up on all they thrills and still be a fiend for a drop |
[00:41.48] | And if you been here before you know that really this all that it is |
[00:44.32] | And next to the lunch in the backpack |
[00:45.93] | You pack a brand new strap for the kids |
[00:47.28] | It' s clipping., bi |