Fugazi - Statik Selektah, Sincere

Fugazi - Statik Selektah, Sincere

Альбом
What Goes Around
Год
2014
Язык
`Engelska`
Длительность
147690

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Fugazi

Statik Selektah, Sincere

Yo, yo, yo, verbal assasin, you feel me

See it’s a Don’s job, miraculous montage

we shacklin' pom-poms

The cheerleaders, sheer cheetas appear reaping the game

Career steepers appear peeping your dame

Steer cheaps on the deer creeping your lane often

Main park and the slain stalk your chain sparkling

Desire hotness, higher process, higher hospice diagnostics for you

It’s fuck-free, I need solace

Clean polisher, cheap knowledge, Rashee Wallace, get it

Put a hole in your top

Never mind, hold the medal like magneto, a black beetle

A tech lethal, attract kilo o' coke I’m that dope

I pack needles for the project junkies

It’s sardonic, star sonic, scar evolve chronic

The vino nights, cause she knows dykes

But she knows where the nino type

Indefinite to send messages grin hectic for the ends

The pen pressed against the notebook

Coach rooks to beat veterans

Breath metal and reach settlement over dollars

I’m over dollars like an older scholar

Rode a collar working a stove, they drove Impala’s

Known for dodging the 5−0

Dropping the lines like I’m done with coke and women

She’s doper than, probably bout to glow brick cause the boat spit to Venice

It’s a fugazi, how do you know it’s a fugazi?

(them fucked up seconds).

Well it’s a fake,… (Yeah, I know what a fugazi is).

Hey pal, you wanna see

something.

Imma show you something

Welcome to the mega mechanisms

Heckle the Jeckle rhythm the riddles is civil the rhythm is pessimism

I let them listen to mr.

Hot, Since in his pride

So listen to being a riddle god, little guy

Trying extra, he was getting fly like

Hide your corvex with the best GR song in a minute

Headed home with a pinhead

Whether dome from the women, cause they love you know

Fetish grown and I’m sinning, the grief felt

I know that indie help would only just plead my dad to drink

So maybe he need before he drowns in his own pity

I’m easing my mind dome

Peace when I find home, leasing that line long, decent a con

Hoping that he would be Sean Combs

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