Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Parler, artist - CráneoAlbum song Dalsy, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.06.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Guayaba
Song language: English
Parler |
Now we can parle, parle all day |
I’ll just let you know that I’ll be talking anyway |
I wanna touch the clouds, I’m just a passenger |
Fluff them up and tell the world they smell like lavender |
Behold the finishing touches of an amateur |
Then put your fist into the sky just like a falconer |
His eyes were colder than dreams of Lucifer |
I ululate for aliens and made impressions just to introduce us all The humans |
called: «Play that song so they don’t shoot us all» |
And you don’t call Omaure twice like your office tech support |
Never pause for applause when I’m doing what I’m destined for |
It’s a flaming passion like the bottle tops of molotovs |
In this corner no one calls the shots, there’s no corner boss |
I can’t be touched 'cause I’m an autobot |
I used to spread my wings run quick but never fly |
Now I sit back and travel while I’m sippin' killer wine |
It’s dinner time and I’m servin' a la carte from the drive-in signs |
Parle, parle, parle, parle all day |
I’ll just let you know that I’ll be talking anyway |
Parle, parle, parle all day |
I’ll just let you know that I’ll be talking, talking, talking |
Con un «Piccolo» entre los labios |
Estoy haciendo una escalera de madera, pa' subirte al árbol |
Guardo pegatinas en el bolsillo, Doraemon |
Le doy a la «X», por eso no caigo |
Han cerrado con llave sus ventanas (Close) |
Tu vida era perfecta dentro de un holograma |
Chico, sal de Matrix, cáete de la cama |
O cámbiate lo brazos por dos alas, vuela |
Arrastrando los pies bajo a por la baguette |
Con la misma hawaiana que ayer |
Si vas con prisa, conmigo no pares (No) |
Esas putas matarían por mis dreads (Lo sé) |
Porque el dinero no lo es todo, aunque me mola |
Yo sigo enamorado de mi señora |
Me gusta más el sol que a las palmeras |
Y en mi armario hay más colores que en la primavera, fuck |
Parle, parle, parle, parle, parle, parle all day |
I’ll just let you know that I’ll be talking anyway |
Parle, parle, parle all day |
I’ll just let you know that I’ll be talking, talking, talking |