Song | Get Smokes |
Artist | P.O.S. |
Album | Never Better |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : POS |
[00:14.00] | @ @ |
[00:20.00] | |
[00:20.91] | Get smokes/ we aint got bodegas/ we got gas stations/ |
[00:24.32] | choke steady/ rock/ ready for whatever pops/ |
[00:26.21] | Split the surface/ like machete chops/ |
[00:27.75] | Better lost/ quick to toss directions/ |
[00:29.66] | To a trash can anyway/ slash fast getaway/ |
[00:31.74] | Crash whatever path/ and stop/ |
[00:32.85] | Whether its caskets/ or gas hits last drops/ |
[00:34.32] | Ill stash whatever math Ive / added in a basket and / bury it/ |
[00:37.45] | You let em pull the wool/ Ill pull the chariot/ faster |
[00:39.54] | Lungs like California raisins/ |
[00:40.93] | Singing some kinda blues version/ of search and destroy/ |
[00:43.29] | Im talking Stooges/ weathered tissue and bruises/ |
[00:45.35] | Iggy raw/ respect or step back/ |
[00:46.28] | Cute is what we aim at/ see where the flames at/ |
[00:49.03] | Neglect your neck/ Im on some Ichibad Crane raps/ |
[00:51.85] | Scared of the headless gaps in/ any audience maps/ |
[00:54.02] | Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame/ |
[00:56.08] | Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure/ |
[00:58.40] | The rudiments of your struggle by the inches/ |
[00:59.98] | Quit bitchin/ keep building/ |
[01:01.72] | Sheep sleep still/ shepherds dont peep dreams/ |
[01:03.73] | Reach til its real/ thoughts breach seams/ |
[01:05.62] | On a 59/50 clipped skull dollar bill/ |
[01:07.71] | Keep the uniform wrecked/ trends kill/ |
[01:09.14] | Necks bend still when I step/ |
[01:10.85] | Bend steel when I flex head/ |
[01:12.07] | Kneel to the next near never/ |
[01:13.63] | No kings ever/ nope/ |
[01:15.32] | Sever all that/ just rap/ |
[01:17.38] | |
[01:24.24] | Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft/ |
[01:27.61] | Dirty when the style aint/ |
[01:29.00] | Bringing the bomb squad density irritate/ |
[01:30.84] | Diggin in the crates/ full of sodium nitrate/ |
[01:32.97] | Burnt up my fingertips/ roofs on fire/ |
[01:35.54] | Fine just let me get in/ and find a warm place/ to sit/ |
[01:39.16] | Its ****ing freezing out/ |
[01:40.29] | Who got a cigarette?/ |
[01:40.97] | Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me? |
[01:43.04] | (All I got is)/ dirt on the jeans/ ash in the cuffs/ |
[01:46.21] | Scuffs/ on the skate highs/ |
[01:47.43] | Keep em laughing at us/ trust/ |
[01:48.83] | Trust that I make (knives)/ that will land in your guts/ |
[01:50.53] | If your touch is not welcome/ |
[01:51.70] | Pacified pacifist seldom/ |
[01:52.75] | Someone took the nook/ |
[01:53.92] | Keep yelling on em/ |
[01:55.22] | No telling whatll happen if you/ |
[01:56.65] | Pass the fifth/ |
[01:57.80] | Keep your flash pasteurized/ mines like fresh outta the tit/ |
[02:00.47] | Ick/ schick sharp/ shards for darts/ |
[02:03.05] | Promise of skill/ arms up/ guard your heart/ |
[02:04.68] | Freal/ high crime/ low art/ |
[02:05.81] | Protect your neck face- satans bride/ |
[02:07.47] | Sparks for the underground/ ash for the waste/ |
[02:09.64] | Cmon/ take down/ clowns in the/ fake crowns/ |
[02:12.34] | Sound the/ loud siren/ get off my island/ |
[02:14.07] | Doomtree crew to/ consume/ the loose silence/ |
[02:16.63] | Fill it to the top with the live shit |
[02:19.35] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : POS |
[00:14.00] | |
[00:20.00] | |
[00:20.91] | Get smokes we aint got bodegas we got gas stations |
[00:24.32] | choke steady rock ready for whatever pops |
[00:26.21] | Split the surface like machete chops |
[00:27.75] | Better lost quick to toss directions |
[00:29.66] | To a trash can anyway slash fast getaway |
[00:31.74] | Crash whatever path and stop |
[00:32.85] | Whether its caskets or gas hits last drops |
[00:34.32] | Ill stash whatever math Ive added in a basket and bury it |
[00:37.45] | You let em pull the wool Ill pull the chariot faster |
[00:39.54] | Lungs like California raisins |
[00:40.93] | Singing some kinda blues version of search and destroy |
[00:43.29] | Im talking Stooges weathered tissue and bruises |
[00:45.35] | Iggy raw respect or step back |
[00:46.28] | Cute is what we aim at see where the flames at |
[00:49.03] | Neglect your neck Im on some Ichibad Crane raps |
[00:51.85] | Scared of the headless gaps in any audience maps |
[00:54.02] | Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame |
[00:56.08] | Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure |
[00:58.40] | The rudiments of your struggle by the inches |
[00:59.98] | Quit bitchin keep building |
[01:01.72] | Sheep sleep still shepherds dont peep dreams |
[01:03.73] | Reach til its real thoughts breach seams |
[01:05.62] | On a 59 50 clipped skull dollar bill |
[01:07.71] | Keep the uniform wrecked trends kill |
[01:09.14] | Necks bend still when I step |
[01:10.85] | Bend steel when I flex head |
[01:12.07] | Kneel to the next near never |
[01:13.63] | No kings ever nope |
[01:15.32] | Sever all that just rap |
[01:17.38] | |
[01:24.24] | Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft |
[01:27.61] | Dirty when the style aint |
[01:29.00] | Bringing the bomb squad density irritate |
[01:30.84] | Diggin in the crates full of sodium nitrate |
[01:32.97] | Burnt up my fingertips roofs on fire |
[01:35.54] | Fine just let me get in and find a warm place to sit |
[01:39.16] | Its ing freezing out |
[01:40.29] | Who got a cigarette? |
[01:40.97] | Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me? |
[01:43.04] | All I got is dirt on the jeans ash in the cuffs |
[01:46.21] | Scuffs on the skate highs |
[01:47.43] | Keep em laughing at us trust |
[01:48.83] | Trust that I make knives that will land in your guts |
[01:50.53] | If your touch is not welcome |
[01:51.70] | Pacified pacifist seldom |
[01:52.75] | Someone took the nook |
[01:53.92] | Keep yelling on em |
[01:55.22] | No telling whatll happen if you |
[01:56.65] | Pass the fifth |
[01:57.80] | Keep your flash pasteurized mines like fresh outta the tit |
[02:00.47] | Ick schick sharp shards for darts |
[02:03.05] | Promise of skill arms up guard your heart |
[02:04.68] | Freal high crime low art |
[02:05.81] | Protect your neck face satans bride |
[02:07.47] | Sparks for the underground ash for the waste |
[02:09.64] | Cmon take down clowns in the fake crowns |
[02:12.34] | Sound the loud siren get off my island |
[02:14.07] | Doomtree crew to consume the loose silence |
[02:16.63] | Fill it to the top with the live shit |
[02:19.35] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : POS |
[00:14.00] | |
[00:20.00] | |
[00:20.91] | Get smokes we aint got bodegas we got gas stations |
[00:24.32] | choke steady rock ready for whatever pops |
[00:26.21] | Split the surface like machete chops |
[00:27.75] | Better lost quick to toss directions |
[00:29.66] | To a trash can anyway slash fast getaway |
[00:31.74] | Crash whatever path and stop |
[00:32.85] | Whether its caskets or gas hits last drops |
[00:34.32] | Ill stash whatever math Ive added in a basket and bury it |
[00:37.45] | You let em pull the wool Ill pull the chariot faster |
[00:39.54] | Lungs like California raisins |
[00:40.93] | Singing some kinda blues version of search and destroy |
[00:43.29] | Im talking Stooges weathered tissue and bruises |
[00:45.35] | Iggy raw respect or step back |
[00:46.28] | Cute is what we aim at see where the flames at |
[00:49.03] | Neglect your neck Im on some Ichibad Crane raps |
[00:51.85] | Scared of the headless gaps in any audience maps |
[00:54.02] | Exactly where Ima buckle the whole frame |
[00:56.08] | Knuckles up the ruler is coming to measure |
[00:58.40] | The rudiments of your struggle by the inches |
[00:59.98] | Quit bitchin keep building |
[01:01.72] | Sheep sleep still shepherds dont peep dreams |
[01:03.73] | Reach til its real thoughts breach seams |
[01:05.62] | On a 59 50 clipped skull dollar bill |
[01:07.71] | Keep the uniform wrecked trends kill |
[01:09.14] | Necks bend still when I step |
[01:10.85] | Bend steel when I flex head |
[01:12.07] | Kneel to the next near never |
[01:13.63] | No kings ever nope |
[01:15.32] | Sever all that just rap |
[01:17.38] | |
[01:24.24] | Just a hair too abrasive for a nation on soft |
[01:27.61] | Dirty when the style aint |
[01:29.00] | Bringing the bomb squad density irritate |
[01:30.84] | Diggin in the crates full of sodium nitrate |
[01:32.97] | Burnt up my fingertips roofs on fire |
[01:35.54] | Fine just let me get in and find a warm place to sit |
[01:39.16] | Its ing freezing out |
[01:40.29] | Who got a cigarette? |
[01:40.97] | Whos got an ove glove and a hard hat for me? |
[01:43.04] | All I got is dirt on the jeans ash in the cuffs |
[01:46.21] | Scuffs on the skate highs |
[01:47.43] | Keep em laughing at us trust |
[01:48.83] | Trust that I make knives that will land in your guts |
[01:50.53] | If your touch is not welcome |
[01:51.70] | Pacified pacifist seldom |
[01:52.75] | Someone took the nook |
[01:53.92] | Keep yelling on em |
[01:55.22] | No telling whatll happen if you |
[01:56.65] | Pass the fifth |
[01:57.80] | Keep your flash pasteurized mines like fresh outta the tit |
[02:00.47] | Ick schick sharp shards for darts |
[02:03.05] | Promise of skill arms up guard your heart |
[02:04.68] | Freal high crime low art |
[02:05.81] | Protect your neck face satans bride |
[02:07.47] | Sparks for the underground ash for the waste |
[02:09.64] | Cmon take down clowns in the fake crowns |
[02:12.34] | Sound the loud siren get off my island |
[02:14.07] | Doomtree crew to consume the loose silence |
[02:16.63] | Fill it to the top with the live shit |
[02:19.35] |