Name Lyrics
| Song | Name |
| Artist | Haleek Maul |
| Album | Errol |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Malik Hall/Pablo Melendez/Arlon Griffith | |
| 作词 : Malik Hall/Pablo Melendez/Arlon Griffith | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| Tryna sell dreams | |
| Acting like I ain’t aware who I got on my team | |
| I know what it is | |
| My game face on | |
| Prophet of the new school, no turban on | |
| Raised in the streets | |
| Accustomed to planes | |
| Know what to do in the game, even though I don’t train | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I’m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won’t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game | |
| Yo my name been maimed and tattered | |
| When bullshit splatter they slit on they wrist | |
| Niggas is Mordecai **** do they think | |
| Regular degular hop off my dick | |
| Devils are talking throughout the darkness | |
| Till I ignited the tip of my spliff | |
| Babygirl you are as young as you think | |
| Today I’m feeling 106 | |
| These niggas get mortified | |
| Rolling with a shovel and it’s 4 or 5 of them | |
| I jus wanna see if niggas fortified with it | |
| Poured a pint now I’m a porccupine | |
| Poke her face if shorty stoke my spine | |
| Keep a number 2 incase she cross the line | |
| Or white it out , when it doubt | |
| You’ll be fine | |
| I roll a dub, and you’ll be fine, you’ll be fine | |
| Like a windowsill to the bluest sky, living beach front to the truest tides but | |
| Metal must spill out and riddle him | |
| Cause we do not **** with no middle men | |
| Reduce him to spittle and brittle limbs | |
| We broke all the barriers barring us | |
| From accessing trauma that’s scarring us aye | |
| From accessing trauma that’s scarring us aye | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I’m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won’t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game |
| zuo qu : Malik Hall Pablo Melendez Arlon Griffith | |
| zuo ci : Malik Hall Pablo Melendez Arlon Griffith | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| Tryna sell dreams | |
| Acting like I ain' t aware who I got on my team | |
| I know what it is | |
| My game face on | |
| Prophet of the new school, no turban on | |
| Raised in the streets | |
| Accustomed to planes | |
| Know what to do in the game, even though I don' t train | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I' m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won' t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game | |
| Yo my name been maimed and tattered | |
| When bullshit splatter they slit on they wrist | |
| Niggas is Mordecai do they think | |
| Regular degular hop off my dick | |
| Devils are talking throughout the darkness | |
| Till I ignited the tip of my spliff | |
| Babygirl you are as young as you think | |
| Today I' m feeling 106 | |
| These niggas get mortified | |
| Rolling with a shovel and it' s 4 or 5 of them | |
| I jus wanna see if niggas fortified with it | |
| Poured a pint now I' m a porccupine | |
| Poke her face if shorty stoke my spine | |
| Keep a number 2 incase she cross the line | |
| Or white it out , when it doubt | |
| You' ll be fine | |
| I roll a dub, and you' ll be fine, you' ll be fine | |
| Like a windowsill to the bluest sky, living beach front to the truest tides but | |
| Metal must spill out and riddle him | |
| Cause we do not with no middle men | |
| Reduce him to spittle and brittle limbs | |
| We broke all the barriers barring us | |
| From accessing trauma that' s scarring us aye | |
| From accessing trauma that' s scarring us aye | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I' m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won' t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game |
| zuò qǔ : Malik Hall Pablo Melendez Arlon Griffith | |
| zuò cí : Malik Hall Pablo Melendez Arlon Griffith | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| They been telling me lies | |
| Tryna sell dreams | |
| Acting like I ain' t aware who I got on my team | |
| I know what it is | |
| My game face on | |
| Prophet of the new school, no turban on | |
| Raised in the streets | |
| Accustomed to planes | |
| Know what to do in the game, even though I don' t train | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I' m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won' t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game | |
| Yo my name been maimed and tattered | |
| When bullshit splatter they slit on they wrist | |
| Niggas is Mordecai do they think | |
| Regular degular hop off my dick | |
| Devils are talking throughout the darkness | |
| Till I ignited the tip of my spliff | |
| Babygirl you are as young as you think | |
| Today I' m feeling 106 | |
| These niggas get mortified | |
| Rolling with a shovel and it' s 4 or 5 of them | |
| I jus wanna see if niggas fortified with it | |
| Poured a pint now I' m a porccupine | |
| Poke her face if shorty stoke my spine | |
| Keep a number 2 incase she cross the line | |
| Or white it out , when it doubt | |
| You' ll be fine | |
| I roll a dub, and you' ll be fine, you' ll be fine | |
| Like a windowsill to the bluest sky, living beach front to the truest tides but | |
| Metal must spill out and riddle him | |
| Cause we do not with no middle men | |
| Reduce him to spittle and brittle limbs | |
| We broke all the barriers barring us | |
| From accessing trauma that' s scarring us aye | |
| From accessing trauma that' s scarring us aye | |
| When I look around there are no leaders | |
| They gone crucify me like I' m Jesus | |
| Imma say it once I won' t repeat it | |
| They could never disrespect the game |
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