Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song These Words, artist - Anilyst. Album song Syllable Sliding Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 30.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
These Words |
Gainin' that cream |
I came just to shit on the scene |
Chase for what’s bigger, we livin' our dreams |
Brain’s like I been on some liquor or lean |
Rain on a stripper, I’ll tip her with green |
I don’t wanna diss, but yo shit’s phony |
You don’t know Lyst but yo bitch knows me |
I’m the main reason she’s been hoe’n |
And I’m the kid that’s got her lips foamin' |
Textin' me tryna get extra close |
Ya’ll from the west, and I rep the coast |
You don’t have to guess how we gets our dough |
Out of all checks given, Imma get the most |
Buzzed on a bud light while I light bud |
Chug on a sprite in an all white cup |
These broads hit the nightclubs tryna find love |
Till the sunlight strikes and they’re not wifed up |
Look, don’t rattle that nerve |
Switch plans or get hurt |
Watch me, kick sand in yo cataract first |
Cause I handle that dirt |
This that, shit that makes yo Cadillac swerve |
Sit back take a drag of that purp |
Amateurs, ya’ll soundin' as worse |
As a Riff Raff battle rap verse |
And it’s, these words that can make a brother flatline |
Kill a flow, leave a ho with a cracked spine |
Fast lines got the force of a packed nine |
It’s that time that we shine till your half blind |
This is my prophecy |
Listen up, you could learn a lot from me |
Animosity is something I receive |
From guys that are honestly obsolete |
Imma go big for the people round me |
Every word is soundin' clean as Downy |
Imma get every single speaker pounding |
So suck on four dicks homie keep frowning |
While money is something I keep counting |
Flood with so much I seem drowning |
Never focused on these geeks clowning |
Surrounded with nothing by G’s around me |
Dippin' through obstacles, mission impossible |
And you know the kid has come to kick a colossal flow |
Lick on my popsicle, shit is so off the globe |
In this business, a trigger can lock and load |
Like we all came from the dark |
Invading the game while I’m making my mark |
You hate what I say, I’m just playing my part |
Remaining insane from the day of my start |
Aim for the heart |
Fuck entertainment, I made it for art |
Fuck with your brain, I could take it apart |
Then walk away (an) hop on a train to depart |