Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Shift, artist - Aaron Rose.
Date of issue: 15.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Shift |
This got my chakras going crazy, maintain balance |
Or we can get lifted off the purp like Aladdin |
On the rug burning on hail mary, flip stars upside-down |
I’m Satanic but I’m hell-bound |
I’m from the real city of sin since New Yuck City built |
Split ends like kids from Chinchoti |
If you eatin' in front of me, I’ma eat too |
Give me sick army fatigue so you can’t see me |
Still always on the move, it’s PE so you know the drill |
Screws loose and I didn’t finish school |
That’s for dropouts, tracks dropping like rain when you feeling the drought |
And your umbrella won’t make it through |
So if they actin' like they real that don’t make it true |
Make your move, you confused when you acting that you fucking with the few |
Yo, understand who it is, it’s PE to you |
Top dog, niggas can’t cook what I’m cooking in stews |
This that shit that make your bones split |
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped |
What up nigga? |
Where you from? |
Everywhere that we at we number one |
This that shit that make your bones split |
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped |
What up nigga? |
Where you from? |
Everywhere that we at we number one |
They tryna swerve in my lane, I’m revving engines on the interstate |
Finna renovate, 'cause I demonstrate the venerate |
I generate dinner plates when I kill a fake |
Disintegrate, break down what I illustrate |
Swank called Da Vinci, I been chi |
Indian hat, sweater like Benfleet |
Talking about war? |
I get nuclear |
Genocide rhymes, a nigga nuking y’all |
Stay with the green like cabbage |
I inflict damage equivalent to 9/11 |
Minus five, minus four, four-seven |
No tellin' what we doing next |
Just know when we do it, we do it best |
Swank on Chuck Norris, a nigga never run |
Flow outer space, on charges on Nebulon |
Serving reptilian hors d’oeuvres on |
The beast will feast as the wind blows east |
Putty on the rest, invest in some sheets |
'Til your death, glad your last memory is me |
Remember my face, my skill, and my fucking swank |
Arsenal fully loaded, Pro Era tanks |
This that shit that make your bones split |
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped |
What up nigga? |
Where you from? |
Everywhere that we at we number one |
This that shit that make your bones split |
Cause a shift, so shit, your dome is now flipped |
What up nigga? |
Where you from? |
Everywhere that we at we number one |
Everywhere that we out we number one |
Everywhere that we out we number one |
We number one |