Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 2:45, artist - Auxxk. Date of issue: 10.07.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
2:45 |
| Lucy been talking in volumes |
| Lucy been promising power |
| Lucy been lurking for hours |
| Lucy been perfect for ever |
| Lucy been perfect for ever |
| Lately been feeling insane |
| Fighting these thoughts in my head |
| Feeling like death on my back |
| Smoking it away da fuck is a nap |
| Fuck it I’m faded I mind as well snap |
| Dead on the inside I gave up on that |
| Laid out da plays, to get out da trap |
| Don’t talk all that shit, or I aim at ya cap |
| Putting your brains ya lap |
| Cause you faking like dat |
| I ain’t making no threats |
| I’m just speaking straight facts |
| You just pus like a cat |
| You soft like a gusher |
| Going fold when I press ya |
| You stupid like fester |
| You goofy confess it |
| Been blocking my blessings |
| Invested in stressing |
| Unlocking my methods |
| Yo mother caressing |
| She calling me hefe |
| She call me her drug |
| I serve her dis dick on a platter |
| Who is this monster |
| Inside me |
| Feeling so empty |
| Ungodly |
| Raging no thinking |
| Young broly |
| Triggered no pupils |
| I’m zoning |
| Strapped wit da napalm |
| I’m roman |
| Seven da mix |
| Ain’t no cloning |
| Never get lost in a |
| Moment |
| Kunai Itachi, Miyagi young papi |
| Akatsuki not rocking, Been rocky, A legend |
| These voices they tell me, Crush skulls wit my foams |
| Ain’t no cross wit dis bone, All this harmony, follow me |
| Pardon me, hardly be caring, Just dreams of mclaren |
| Skrt off in mclaren |
| Boy the fuck is you staring at, Where in the fuck is you hearing that |
| Don’t get it confused ain’t no fear in that |
| Katana, Damascus, ya bastards, ya head in a casket |
| Been claiming it’s gold, but it’s plastic |
| You stuck on ya image it’s trashy, it’s tragic, became what you hated, |
| surrounded by hatred |
| Them blinders effective, distraction not action, don’t do me no favors, |
| reaction artest |
| I think on it later, Roll me a woods, I can’t fuck wit papers |
| Can’t smoke on no reggie, I only do flavors |