Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wrath of God (Clean), artist - Ground Up. Date of issue: 11.08.2014
Song language: English
Wrath of God (Clean) |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| You fuckin right, that's our live |
| I got some love for some shit that don’t even exist |
| And I’ve been thinkin about a girl |
| That I haven’t even met, yet |
| My uncle taught me what to do, what to break |
| And the more I think about it |
| I know it ain’t my best bet |
| Everybody tells you how to do it |
| And they never even done |
| And everybody can tell you how to sing |
| What you ain’t never sung |
| And I don’t know what the fuck the niggas think |
| I never listen |
| I know I got a lot of dirt |
| But I just pray I am forgiven |
| I said I’ve done a lot of dirt |
| But that don’t mean that I’m finished |
| Got a long road ahead and I just plan to replenish |
| I renovate a house |
| Just to break it down |
| You heard me now |
| Life is round |
| Any city, any time |
| Found 3 kings, 3 crowns, yeah |
| I wonder what I be doing |
| If I wasn’t trying to ruin it |
| Everything you ever bill |
| Everything you ever bill |
| You can take the wreck back and put it in a pill |
| I could even back you |
| Cause this is how I feel |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| You fuckin right, that's our live |
| Put a song on it |
| These days I think that we could do no wrong on it |
| I forgot the chain in a plane |
| I put my mom on it |
| I ride beyond resorts |
| And I have to preserve the violence |
| I got it, I got to get it |
| I try to do it |
| Shut up! |
| All these haters started sayin: what’s up? |
| All these strippers pickin up |
| One sayin: whats up? |
| For the stop on a bench |
| We ain’t playin enough |
| Its you who makes the world to start giving a fuck |
| Livin it up |
| I don’t know what minimum means |
| When people go to sleep |
| Others try to live it a dream |
| And by any means |
| I promise you ain’t got to remind me |
| Ill be smoking trees and leaves when they find me |
| I wonder what I be doing |
| If I wasn’t trying to ruin it |
| Everything you ever bill |
| Everything you ever bill |
| You can take the wreck back and put it in a pill |
| I could even back you |
| Cause this is how I feel |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| Fuckin right that’s our live |
| You fuckin right, that's our live |
| The word of my palm |
| I was singing a song |
| And throw the motherfucker as far as I could |
| Oh, yeah |
| And if I had the word of my palm |
| I would sing you this song |
| And throw the motherfuckers as far as I could |
| Oh, yeah |