Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G.D.F.R, artist - Astronautalis. Album song 6666, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 11.10.2018
Record label: Doomtree
Song language: English
G.D.F.R |
| God Damn Chan! |
| Laced us with this beat |
| So now I grace this lovely shit |
| With something taken from the reaches of my dreams |
| Blood and guts |
| Fucker what’s and accusations |
| Pucker ups, sleeper nuts |
| And adult situations |
| And dropping steady foot by foot |
| Story after story |
| Passing time, no time to take a look |
| Dory prolly sorry |
| Nemo lost but really ain’t too shook |
| Stef is prolly left behind |
| But chilling with a solid book |
| Like, like they ain’t coming back |
| And I refuse to feel a feeling |
| Like they ain’t looking out |
| But I got eyes on every villain |
| Know the best way out |
| Like every room’s a burning building |
| Show the worthless to the dumpster |
| Keep the true and willing |
| Filling up on junk (junk) |
| Passing up on sustenance |
| Busting under stress they pushing buttons |
| How they rest? |
| I bet they don’t |
| Like even if they earned it (if they earned it) |
| Turn too many other cheeks |
| You learn to watch em burn shit |
| I don’t even know us anymore |
| I don’t know how we got this far |
| How did we just get so far home? |
| We ain’t in Kansas anymore |
| I don’t even know us anymore |
| I don’t know how we got this far |
| How did we just get so far home? |
| We ain’t in Kansas anymore |
| I was lost in the weeds |
| Imbalanced chemically |
| Superchunk, indie punk |
| Tossing these seeds |
| Holding onto memories |
| Tracing these frail steps |
| Suicidal tendencies |
| Subliminally fucked with, yeah |
| Everybody love LA |
| Until you travel to the Bay |
| Everybody want to stray |
| Until you realize she bae |
| Lock it down! |
| Block em out! |
| Put a ring up on it (quick) |
| In the club with you singing |
| «Throw some D’s up on that bitch!» |
| Empty floor! |
| Let em talk! |
| We ain’t worried bout that shit |
| Whole city is our club |
| And we run that fucking thing! |
| (hahaha) |
| Broke in the construction site |
| Years before we’d ever fight |
| Making out in the street lights |
| Now this is fucking our life! |
| God damned fucking right! |
| God damned fucking right! |
| Now this is fucking our life! |
| God damned fucking right! |
| I don’t even know us anymore |
| I don’t know how we got this far |
| How did we just get so far home? |
| We ain’t in Kansas anymore |
| I don’t even know us anymore |
| I don’t know how we got this far |
| How did we just get so far home? |
| We ain’t in Kansas anymore |