Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sucka, artist - Earth Caller. Album song Crystal Death, in the genre
Date of issue: 18.01.2018
Record label: Entertainment One U.S
Song language: English
Sucka |
Oh, shit |
Look what we got started |
Got your whole city jumping |
It’s EC, you know who it is |
The triple six, making kids |
Throw their middle fingers up in the pits |
That’s real hardcore |
And still they say that I’m not real hardcore |
Well while you was at school |
I had to work in my stocks |
And while you was doin' homework motherfucker |
I was selling rock |
So who’s real? |
Huh |
So could you tell me who’s |
Real? |
So if it’s war, then let’s just call it that |
I was born for that |
You talkin' shit behind my back and I’m just talking facts |
You say that hardcore’s dead |
Should be glad motherfucker I just brought it back |
So if it’s war, then let’s just call it that |
I was born for that |
You talkin' shit behind my back and I’m just talking facts |
Hardcore ain’t dead |
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back |
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce |
You were stopping kids, so strong for selling out |
You say they’re weak (they're weak) |
Not strong like you |
But is that really what the strong do? |
What you gone through? |
Ha, now, hypocrite |
You say you fuck around you’re full of shit |
Keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts |
But in the end you didn’t stick to your word |
So what the fuck’s it worth? |
Nothing |
Disgrace, erase, embrace |
Your fucking grave |
Oh |
Disgrace, erase, embrace |
Your fucking grave |
So if it’s war, then let’s just call it that |
I was born for that |
You talking shit behind my back and I’m just talking facts |
Hardcore ain’t dead |
I sold my soul motherfucker, then I stole it back |
I was 17, owned the block with an ounce |
You were stopping kids, so strong for selling out |
You say they’re weak (they're weak) |
Not strong like you |
But is that really what the strong do? |
What you gone through? |
Ha, now, hypocrite |
You say you fuck around you’re full of shit |
So keep on hating on me if you think that it hurts |
But in the end you didn’t stick to your word |
So what the fuck’s it worth? |
Nothing |
Bitch |
Disgrace, erase, face, the shame |
Embrace, your fucking, grave |