Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Done as Much, artist - Anilyst. Album song Syllable Sliding 3, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.10.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Done as Much |
| Need a reason to spazz, cause he is a thing of the past |
| What you think you can last with me? |
| I think what you’re thinking is gassed |
| Speaking facts, I see through cats like a sheet of glass |
| It’s me who rap when the speakers blast |
| So fast you would think that a cheetah passed |
| She a freak with that ass |
| Yo girl gave a wink when she passed |
| Taste the D, she she get’s attached |
| Babe I gotta leave I got a plane I needa catch |
| Balling out, stacking up dollars in large amounts |
| You’re wack and you suck so you wander your house |
| Mad that you’re stuck sitting on to your couch |
| Raw right? |
| shine through the dark like a fog light |
| Bars go hard as a bar fight |
| I’ll light a cigar to the boss life |
| Flexing the skills, I’ve excelled and I’m better than ill |
| Feeling as fresh as a peppermint pill |
| I’ma go to hell for the records I’ve killed |
| Sounding like I just spazzed, that is the beast in me |
| Ya’ll ain’t nothing but the coward type |
| All mad «how does he keep winning?» |
| Talk behind me all Sour right? |
| But to my face you act Sweet with me |
| Pussy mother fucker get your weak penny’s |
| Be petty, keep seeing me exceed plenty |
| Turnt though, purp blown |
| Hate comes, take none, personal |
| Cause they ain’t done as much work though (X2) |
| Man you’z a runner, who acts like a gunner |
| Mad cuz this passionate cat’s on the come up |
| Bastard I’m passing you cats in a hummer |
| Lyst go fast as a flash from the thunder |
| Trick I’ma stack up cash like stunna |
| (My) chick’s got ass she get it from her mother |
| Tip top fashion looking like no other |
| Bitch got’s class wit a little bit of gutter |
| Elegant thick dime, and her hips make a dick incline |
| Intelligence mixed with a sick mind |
| Now tell that bitch Lyst wants a 69 |
| She just got wetter |
| First night beat it then skeeted when I met her |
| So ill that I will redefine better |
| Flow skills be the fucking key to my cheddar |
| I’m supplying the bills, my eye on the mills |
| Shine like a diamond we’re blinding foreal |
| I know that your dying inside cuz I’m real |
| Jealousy has you denying the feel |
| Homie keep crying and biting your pills |
| Your life is declining while mine’s in a thrill |
| Exciting as fuck without signing a deal |
| (The) shit I’m reciting just might give you chills |
| Treat what I write like I’m licensed to kill |
| Whoever be hyping you might get you pealed |
| I heard you be talking, the type that’ll squeal |
| Me I’m the opposite silent as hill |
| Hard enough shit it can beat you to death |
| Caution my shit can make speakers go deaf |
| I’m constantly shitting on people who test |
| You don’t want it with Lyst you don’t need it with Seff |