Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Killing Time , by - Heems. Release date: 13.11.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Killing Time |
| Oh, no, man, I feel weird |
| I’m trying to get the motherfucking fuck out of here |
| Before there’s flowers here and sour tears |
| I’m looking forward to knowing how power feels |
| Powerful, power is knowledge |
| They sum up my life with my four years of college |
| I know first-hand words is money |
| I learned they coded language, observed these dummies |
| Feel bummy and crummy with no food up in your tummy |
| So I’m like funny how while I teach you sonnies something |
| Apparently, if your parents be the sons of important parents, it’s a parody |
| It’s a cake walk, it’s collusion |
| It’s a lot of big words, it’s confusin' |
| It’s hard to go to college when they profit off of jailing |
| Give a fuck about rent if you can’t make bail |
| The coded language, they call that law |
| Himanshu in the corner with the Bobby Brown jaw |
| They said «Bobby Brown fault» |
| Who knows what Bobby Brown saw? |
| Bobby Brown Jindal never lobby brown cause |
| I’m like Lucky Luciano |
| But more pronto with bravado |
| While I’m chilling, sipping bottles |
| And ignoring all these models |
| Keep that Gombi like Movado |
| Then I look at my Movado |
| Hop in whip and then hit bottles |
| See my shorty, then I cuddle |
| I don’t care if you think I’m cool |
| Have the shoot with the pool |
| I challenge fools and dudes |
| And damage 'em, rude and cruel |
| A savage and stupid dude |
| Who managed to cram in school |
| A scavenger with no tool |
| Who’ll handle and ravage you |
| Himanshu, how you rap about stacks and base now? |
| Miss when you rapped on tracks 'bout John Basedow |
| Now I’m spaced for days until my face pound |
| I’m wild and dying, lying with my face down |