Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fnu Lnu, artist - Billy Woods. Album song Terror Management, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.10.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Backwoodz Studioz
Song language: English
Fnu Lnu |
High beans everywhere I go |
Every beat, just put it in the yoke |
Caught the west coast, move in pocket |
Flow work like vintage ghosts |
Scared, 'cause everything came true that I wrote |
Every misfortune, the pain gloat |
Every blank page stretch like a moat |
Every road lead to an old verse, combin' my notes |
Driveway weed choked, sweet weed smoke |
Lure police to gingerbread trap houses in deep snow |
Warned 'em, but whitey always swear he knows |
So go 'head, my overhead like Heathrow |
Sense of entitlement is Deebo |
Spliff placebo, unroll a scroll deep in the stacks |
Unfold bedroll by train tracks |
Under bridge like a troll, California cold |
No need to see when you know in your bones |
Hit your hand, but I found 'em both, like Cicero in Rome |
Home is where the hatred is |
You hate it in the shelter (can't stand it) |
Moms let you back in |
Even though we said not to help ya |
Home is where the hatred is |
You hate it in the shelter (can't stand it) |
Moms let you back in |
Even though we said not to help ya |
(and now what) |
Housing court full of black women, black children |
Fall down wells when CPS canvas the buildin' |
I move like art model with it |
Liver spotted old lizard |
They not even good, they just know where the game glitches |
You gon' have to prove it’s me in them pictures |
Vaudevillian, elixirs, intentions, road to the riches |
Turn to Empire Boulevard, courtyard by Mariott |
Cooler full of baboon hearts, sutures |
Still fresh case of rejected human part |
Or whatever part’s still human that recoil |
Standin' room only at the viewing |
Joe Kony still standin' in the ruins |
When the 'puters stop 'puting |
The movement stop movin' |
That’s when the app said to stop shootin' |
Home is where the basement is |
Watch 'em all scurry for shelter |
When that blast wave hit it just might melt ya |